Getting inside wasn't a difficulty, all it took was a single sentence to convince security I was supposed to be there. Finding a secretary who could help me wasn't difficult at all either, and it turned out I was in luck and Trish had actually bothered coming into work today for a meeting, probably because she'd had no Albert to help out with.
I was humming as I made my way to her office after gaining directions from the incredibly helpful secretary. Opening the doors to the conference room with a flourish, I smile as time seems to slow upon everyone reacting. Poor Trish is turned away from me, and thus she sees me last as I step up right behind her. That doesn't stop her hand from immediately going to her purse, but I'm already speaking, "Everyone be still, please."
The room freezes up and I'm treated to wide eyes all around as people find their bodies outside their control. My smile firmly in place, I continue on, "This meeting is now postponed until you all find a new date and time that work for you. No one's at fault, it just didn't work out. You will all leave and as soon as you step outside that door you will forget all about me. Trish, stay where you are and be silent."
The room empties and I close the doors behind the last person to file out, before turning back to my captive audience of one. Holding out a hand I speak, "Hand me your phone love."
She does so mechanically, and I go into her contacts to get Jessica's number. Then, I take Alexis' phone and send her a quick text.
Jessica, tonight your neighbor Robyn will whip a number of people wronged by Kilgrave into a frenzy against you and then lead them to your apartment to attack and kill you as revenge for her brother. Do what you will with this information, but try not to die.
I barely have to wait a minute before she replies demanding to know who I am. I have a simple response prepared for that.
A concerned friend.
Leaving it at that I put Alexis' phone away, despite the new messages coming in as Jessica tried to demand an explanation. I felt like I'd done enough now. Jessica might still die, especially if she ignored the message entirely and wasn't prepared. But I'd leveled the playing field enough, it was now out of my hands.
Settling down into the chair across from the blonde woman who's eyes were currently screaming even as her mouth was sealed shut by my orders, I smile, "Hello again Trish I wonder if you know why I'm here. You can speak now, but do so quietly."
She shudders visibly before speaking, "You're going to use me to get to Jessica. T-to hurt her. To get revenge."
I had a pretty good idea that's where she'd go with this, so in response I just smile and shake my head, "No, I'm not here about Jessica. Honestly Jessica isn't even at the top of my list right now given that she's still fighting to keep me alive so hard for Hope's sake. I'm here for someone else you know. Someone who very much wants me dead. You will help me put a stop to that with every fiber of your being."
Even as she slowly realized who I was talking about, I was scrolling through her contacts looking for the name of the man she was going to help me with. I saw the moment her face crumpled in dismay before my command registered and she repeated it back to me monotone. Smiling, I settle in to interrogate her a bit.
"Tell me, have you and Simpson talked since I got free?"
She shakes her head, face blank as she answers me, "No."
Still smiling, I hold out her phone to her, "Excellent. Call him. Tell him that I escaped, tell him that I said I was leaving and Jessica can't find a trail to follow me. Ask him if he can meet you here to talk about where to go from here… if he's not willing, try to set up a meeting with him tonight at your place. Remember, you want to help me stop Simpson."