Chapter 22 - Jordan's Meeting
1709 Words
Chapter 22
Jordan’s P.O.V.
A couple of days after my lunch with Amelia I get a summons from Jason. I groan, that is never a good sign. I go out to meet him at the seafood restaurant we normally meet at. I ask the server if there is squid on today’s special. She suppresses a smile since my tone was bored and annoyed instead of chipper. She leads me to the back room, and I noticed that Jason is the only one there and he looks pissed. I sit down at the table and watch him.
Jason leans forwards steepling his fingers and glares at me, “I got an interesting phone call the other day. Apparently, Amelia Smith wants to hire me as a P.I. to investigate her husband. She feels he is stepping out on her. I wonder how she got that idea?”
“What? I don’t have any idea where she got that idea.”
“I don’t believe in coincidences, Jordan.”
“Well, you better start believing Santa Claus.” Jason has gone pre-mature gray at 20. It makes him look older than he is. He wears a short bread that is extremely gray, and he resembles an extremely slim and fit Santa Claus. It would be cute if Jason didn’t hate people so much. The kids this time of year always flock to him to tell him their Christmas wishes. It is not unusual to see him duck around corners and hide from the neighborhood children. I would never admit it, but I have had something to do with the rumor that he is Santa Claus in disguise.
Jason actually growls at me. You know you hit a sensitive spot when he growls. “Then how did she find out. She even knows the mistress’s name.”
“I didn’t tell her. She must have figured it out on her own.”
“Jordan?”
“I am telling you I did not tell her. I swear.”
Jason leans back and looks at me, evaluating if I am telling the truth or not. At times like these you can tell he was once a very effective leader and if the rumors are true, probably a great spy.
“Fine.” He says it like his decision is made and I relax a little in my chair.
“So, when are going to confirm it for her?”
“In a few days. We know where he meets her and when, so the pictures are not a problem. I just need to make it appear I actually did some research for her case.”
I nod.
“There is one thing I do want to confirm before I meet with Mrs. Smith.”
“What?” I ask
“Do you have any agents that can talk to the mistress and ask some questions?”
“I can do it. Mask my features with a spell.”
“No, I don’t want you anywhere near her.”
“Well, I do not have any agent available.” I pause as I think, “There is someone that might be able to do it. Does it have to be female?”
“You are thinking about Alex, aren’t you?”
“He’s available and he can sweet talk any female.”
“He’s more likely to sleep with her than question her.”
“Is that a problem? As long as he gets the information you want, do we care if the mistress cheats on John with one of our people? Seems fitting to me.”
“Ugh, fine see if he will do it.” Jason admits defeat and I smile up at him.
Back at the office I knock on one of the VP’s doors. “Here are the marketing projects you want on the new campaign.”
He waves me in. I walk in and shut the door behind me. I hand him the folder. He flips through the projections and see Jessica picture. He flips it over and see a place and a time written on it.
“Jason needs you to get some information from her.” I tell him.
“What does he need to know?”
“Is she sleeping with John Smith for power or is she in love with the man?”
He nods, “Easy enough. Anything else?”
“No, the sooner the better.”
Alex slips the photo back into the folder and lays it on his desk. “I’ll drop the information to you as soon as I get it.”
I thank him and turn and leave his office. Alex is an extremely handsome human. I would think he had some seduction gift if I hadn’t seen his gene profile. He has a very low, like single digits low, magic gene count so I know it’s not magic that makes him such an effective agent. He is just that good at reading people and it doesn’t hurt that he just bats those pretty green eyes, and the women fall at his feet. He is also a huge man w***e. I guess that some skills are better learned. But I will admit that I get a kick out of ordering one of my bosses around.
The next day Alex walks by my desk and drops a folder off. He tells me that it is the markups for the presentation we have later today. My whole team groans at the last-minute revisions. I open the folder and see that it is indeed the markups, but there is a small scrap of paper with a word written on it. I have no idea what it means. It is some code that him and Jason have devised. I slip the paper into my drawer and go to meet with my team to address the mark-ups.
At lunch I go out for coffee at the coffee house near Jason’s office. I order my coffee and slip the paper to the cashier with my money. She smiles and slips the paper under the register and hands me my change. Later when Jason comes in for 101 cups of coffee, she will hand him the paper with his coffee. It is all very cloak and dagger, but the system has yet to fail us.
“In a few days. We know where he meets her and when, so the pictures are not a problem. I just need to make it appear I actually did some research for her case.”
I nod.
“There is one thing I do want to confirm before I meet with Mrs. Smith.”
“What?” I ask
“Do you have any agents that can talk to the mistress and ask some questions?”
“I can do it. Mask my features with a spell.”
“No, I don’t want you anywhere near her.”
“Well, I do not have any agent available.” I pause as I think, “There is someone that might be able to do it. Does it have to be female?”
“You are thinking about Alex, aren’t you?”
“He’s available and he can sweet talk any female.”
“He’s more likely to sleep with her than question her.”
“Is that a problem? As long as he gets the information you want, do we care if the mistress cheats on John with one of our people? Seems fitting to me.”
“Ugh, fine see if he will do it.” Jason admits defeat and I smile up at him.
Back at the office I knock on one of the VP’s doors. “Here are the marketing projects you want on the new campaign.”
He waves me in. I walk in and shut the door behind me. I hand him the folder. He flips through the projections and see Jessica picture. He flips it over and see a place and a time written on it.
“Jason needs you to get some information from her.” I tell him.
“What does he need to know?”
“Is she sleeping with John Smith for power or is she in love with the man?”
He nods, “Easy enough. Anything else?”
“No, the sooner the better.”
Alex slips the photo back into the folder and lays it on his desk. “I’ll drop the information to you as soon as I get it.”
I thank him and turn and leave his office. Alex is an extremely handsome human. I would think he had some seduction gift if I hadn’t seen his gene profile. He has a very low, like single digits low, magic gene count so I know it’s not magic that makes him such an effective agent. He is just that good at reading people and it doesn’t hurt that he just bats those pretty green eyes and the women fall at his feet. He is also a huge man w***e. I guess that some skills are better learned. But I will admit that I get a kick out of ordering one of my bosses around.
The next day Alex walks by my desk and drops a folder off. He tells me that it is the markups for the presentation we have later today. My whole team groans at the last-minute revisions. I open the folder and see that it is indeed the markups, but there is a small scrap of paper with a word written on it. I have no idea what it means. It is some code that him and Jason have devised. I slip the paper into my drawer and go to meet with my team to address the mark-ups.
At lunch I go out for coffee at the coffee house near Jason’s office. I order my coffee and slip the paper to the cashier with my money. She smiles and slips the paper under the register and hands me my change. Later when Jason comes in for 101 cups of coffee, she will hand him the paper with his coffee. It is all very cloak and dagger but the system has yet to fail us.
- Writer
