The beginning
A young Nessa stood nervously in Marian's office. She knew this day would come. The day her incompetence will be rewarded.
A middle aged woman sat on the chair behind her. She had a blonde hair, and a long scar on her left cheek
Leaning on the chair, her eyes narrowing.
" You've heard of Blake Leslie right"
" Yes ma. I … I have "
" What do you know about him? "
" I heard he's the richest man in the county. And that he's ruthless and deadly too."
" Do you know anything else about him?"
" No ma'am. What's going on Gloria. Why are you asking me about him. I thought I was meant to be fired. What's happening ?"
" You were meant to. I mean your letter is on the table. But then I decided to give you a second chance"
" What?"
This seemed suspicious. Nessa thought to herself.
" Yes sweetie. We both know your past missions have never been good. You barely get any mission right. But ive decided to give a second chance"
" But why, what if I fail again?"
" You can't fail time because this time is not like other times. This mission is a delicate one.Your life is on the line. If you fail the mission you might get killed"
"And if I don't want to embark on the mission? Nessa's voice shook
" You will have to leave the company. And without any protections. You know what that is.."
" A death sentence." Nessa completed the statement
Nessa widened her eyes in fear
Marian studied her face closely.
" Are you in or out?"
"Im in"
"That's it! More information will be communicated to you later. For now have a great evening.
" You too Maria "
A string of fear etched on Nessa's heart as she closed the door behind her.
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"CEO sir, we have…."
" I have told you to stop calling me CEO!!" Blake's face reddened.
" I have a name and it's Blake."
" And drop the sir" Blake voice rose
" Yes Blake but it sounds a bit un.. unofficial. The young man stammered.
" Unofficial? You think I care?. Drop the report on my desk and get out.
The young man's hand trembled as he laid the report on the table. His eyes darting towards the door .
Blake muttered under his breath..
" Peanut brains. They never learn. How do they still work for me?".
Knock! Knock!
"Get away. I am too tired to attend to anyone for now!!!
"C'mmon it's me man!! " Come in, you moron". Blake's mood lightened.
It was Jeff Blake's friend right from college.
If not only Blake's friend after the incident ...
" Hey man, why don't you take it easy, " he said, flouting himself to the couch close to him.
" Get your soggy wet ass off my couch. Sit on this chair instead. "
" It's s not that sweaty you know. Plus you can get a new couch right away . I could even get you one. It costs just a couple of thousand bucks.
" If you can't sit on this chair you might as well get out "
" Be calm Blake. You win, I'll come sit on the chair . Can I breathe now? "
He got no response.
Blake's face was deep buried into the report. His brows furrowed . Jeff knew this didn't mean good. He had proceeded to rubbing his temples . He knew Blake's ear would have turned red by now. His silky long black hair covered them but he sure knew that was already happening .
" Blake? Blake ? Blake?" he made no replies
Thwart!!! The report papers flew in the air.
" Oh boy!" Jeff muttered.
" These bastards !!!. They think I'm not smart enough or I'm an extravagant rich billionaire that doesn't care about funds missing in a few places right?
"Smart one. I know I am rich but trying to steal from me is what I wouldn't take". Squeezing his hands into a fist and gnashing his teeth ."
"Blake what are you talking about? " Jeff was utterly confused.
" These greedy sloths think they can loot money and go free ""
" Blake, relax. How are you sure they took your money.The money they would have taken is nothing compared to the billions you have. It won't do anything to you" .
" This is business and I stand on transparency and accountability. My companies and business empires would crash. I would be a pauper if I let this little action of today slide."
Im laying everyone off this week and getting myself new sets of workers. That'll do!"