Tammi Hanlin's Journal

[Tammi Hanlin]

April 30, 2006

*upon returning to my 4th floor apartment at Carnegie Hill, I sat down at my computer and opened up my private journal*

On Friday I gave Sal Tommasi a massage. We agreed that might just be the best place to talk in private . I knew he was tense, but the Midnight Fire lotion was loosening his muscles and he certainly was enjoying my talented hands.

He admitted he was concerned that Diego might just eliminate him at the first opportunity, but I told him I'd already spoken with Diego and felt I could set up a meeting where both parties would feel safe.

Diego said the safest place for the meeting might be during the daytime in Central Park. His bodyguards could remain a safe distance away, making sure there were no surprises as people walked or ran around the park paths while he and Sal sat on a bench. I'm sure Sal will call me again where we can set up the meeting, because we never quite finished in that massage room.

[Omar]

[As ____ Tommasi  ....and takes a Louisville to whoever is in charge of the ResComp for the computers of the dorms I was using that day  ...]

The weekend was a blur, as it kicked off Friday with a rather special treat. He'd never thought the tiny hands of a woman could bring him so much pleasure, while snapping bones back into place and kneeding workman's muscles & sinews. Everything was perfect, it couldn't have been set up any better- and it wasn't even the scantily clad Miss Hanlin and her "treatment" he is referring to... Though that in itself is something yet to be seen- he could tell that both of wanted her to cross that line of professionalism, but not with Jason hiding behind the hedges; he will have to consider asking for her services somewhere more...private... [] As flirtatious as his brother was, he found it funny that said brother could control himself with a girl so vivacious and eager as Tammi. That given, it baffled him even more just how much control that Summer had over his brother- which is a red flag in his eyes, because control translates into influence...and if he did not have more of that over his own brother than some pretty ballerina, well...then he'd have to do something about that, wouldn't he....

But that is something just to keep in the back of his head. Tammi had managed to slip in- thinking to himself, "Among other things..." with a chuckle- that Diego wanted to meet him. How conveniently unexpected. Or, was it inconvenient...Diego definitely did his homework- the arranged place to meet was more than substantial- it was perfect. Maybe even a little bit too perfect...

Many arrangements would have be well-thought out and made. But for now, this Tommasi will take this desire for his presence by Diego Farina to be a capitalistic thing.

[Diego Farina]

I'm pretty pleased that Tammi has set up a meeting between Sal Tommasi and me in Central Park. I'll make sure several of my boys are there nearby to cover my ass in case the meeting goes south and I'll wear that damn combersome vest Furio always insists on.

The actual time hasn't been set yet, but the meeting could happen at any time.