Chapter 15
They were back in Shana's apartment now. She was making a late dinner for Gina and herself, and she was improvising as she went along, telling Gina what David had told her to say.
"He knows some influential people," Shana went on. "Big, really big. Military people. He can get his hands on an unlimited number of weapons and ammunition. He doesn't know I know, but I overheard him talking on the phone one day. Seems his supplier is overstocked, and he doesn't dare run any guns overseas."
"Who does he sell to?" Gina asked.
"Some groups in the Middle East. Afghanistan rebels, I think. You see," Shana went on lying, "he's all for causes. He smuggled guns to the Jews in Palestine to help them in their war against the Arabs. They finally won their independence, and then he helped a whole bunch of Third World rebels as well as some in the various Latin-American countries. I think he'd be tickled pink to try and help the Irish with their cause, especially if it'll put money into his pocket. David is very pragmatic, and much as he likes to help causes, he also likes money. The thing is, I don't know how to approach him."
"That sounds ridiculous, under the circumstances," Gina laughed. "I mean, you did tell me Con discovered you were somehow being intimate with David, right?"
"Right!" Shana nodded.
"Well, then, suppose two of us were to become intimate with him at the same time. We become very friendly, then introduce him to Con, let them work out the details, just as long as we get some of the money, too."
"That is a brilliant idea," Shana agreed.
"I can understand you not being able to think of it," Gina smiled. "I mean, sex is very new to you, isn't it. It would never occur to you to use it to get ahead. To you, sex is something purely for pleasure."
"True," Shana nodded, realizing Gina was reacting exactly as David had predicted. "Tell me, how do we go about this?"
"Tonight we do nothing," Gina told her. "You're all whacked out. If you tried making it with David, you'd fall flat on your face, and he would probably be insulted. Tomorrow on the other hand, we'll both be fresh. You have an extra bed here. Why don't I spend the night here, and tomorrow morning, if this David is home, we'll both go down to his apartment and we'll convince him how friendly we both can be."
"Won't he be suspicious if I suddenly offer to share you with him, or share him with you for that matter?" Shana asked.
"So I'll go down first, start seducing, and then you come down to ostensibly see what's going on. Instead of getting angry, you join in and we make it really good for the man. He'll be so grateful, afterward, we might be able to talk a deal with him. If so, we call Con, introduce the two of them, and let them take it from there."
"Do you really think he'll go for it, Gina?"
"Trust me," Gina insisted.
Trust her! Like Shana would trust a rattlesnake. But by doing this, Shana realized she would be relieving herself of the sixth sin-gluttony. She wanted David all to herself, and she was being forced to share him. No more greedy fucking-at least not until Gina and Con were out of the picture.
"All right," Shana nodded.