A Fox That Knew Too Much

A Fox That Knew Too Much

 

Shaken not stirred,” A men in a perfectly tailored tuxedo ordered a martini from a cocktail waitress as he scanned the poker tables.  The elegant golden room buzzed with beautiful people. The high society dressed in custom-made tuxedos, haute couture gowns, jewels that spend most of the time locked in the safes, filled the Monte Carlo Casino for a special night of high stake games.

Walking down the staircase, wearing little black dress by Dior, Louboutin velvet pumps I looked amazing. Night by Valentino black fox with crystal eyes and beaded bow draped my shoulder. All eyes turned to me as I made my way down. I knew it was Valentino fox on my shoulder that turned every head in a Grand room. I saw the man in perfectly tailored tuxedo sipping martini and looking around the room as he was trying to spot someone. I knew he was looking for a Russian couple from Los Angeles. I spotted them at the roulette table. A pudgy balding man in a tuxedo that was bursting at the seams was making a bet, a large gold bracelet on his right wrist falling heavily on his hand holding hundred dollar bills. His wife, a busty blond, in long sparkly green gown shimmied with delight as her husband won over and over. They were not a standout couple in the room of gorgeous people but they were the most devious one. They were Russian spies doing a drop of secret files to a man send to Monte Carlo by Kremlin. My job was to help a man in a perfectly tailored tuxedo intercept them and steal the secret files from them before the drop. He recognized me by my Valentino fox and walked to me with his martini in his hand. He leaned over and said “Bond. James Bond.”

“Bond, James Bond” I heard as I woke up. Casino Royal was on TV and Night Valentino beautiful fox was lying on my bed with my laptop open. I must of fell asleep as I was listing it on Ebay. This beautiful fox had an amazing adventure and now was ready to go to a new owner for many more. Enjoy

 

 

 

 

 

 

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