(Iglesia is a serialized novel, published on Tuesdays and Saturdays at midnight ET, you can read all of the episodes by clicking on the tag.)
“My suit is immaterial, the…”
“No it’s not immaterial, it’s shitty material.”
“The important…”
“The color sucks too.”
“…thing is what you were brought here to do, and making sure you are prepared to do it. I cannot begin to even think how to stress it enough to you….”
“I want to talk to your manager.”
“…just how critical….Pardon me, what did you say?”
“I want to talk to your manager.”
“I am afraid that that is quite impossible! What a impertinent person you are.”
He wasn’t smirking.
“You’re not smirking.” She smirked, “Listen Slim, I don’t like you, you rub me the wrong way…you make my fur stand up, savvy?” And then she pulled one of the ten best combination head tilt eyebrow cock combo moves since Nimoy retired, a real thing of beauty. “So I want to talk to your Boss. You bozos went to all this trouble to get me here…probably freakin killed me in the first place… somehow” frown “that I don’t remember” scowl “took me away from my fucking husband… you fucking bastards. Ad hey you know what? I love him, I love my fucking life, I love my stupid fucking neighborhood and my house, I even love my stupid fucking job for god’s sake. So you and your outfit are on the hook, Slim,” sly smile “I figger, I got ya. You need me? I want to make a deal, otherwise, get your self another dead girl….and the first part of that deal is you, hittin the bricks.” Full smile. “Slim.”
She leaned back in the chair, arms crossed across her chest, and stretched out her legs and crossing them at the ankle.
Yeah, baby. Deal.
He smirked again. Not a good sign.
“I am afraid that you have overestimated your bargaining position considerably! Though I cannot help but to admire the, what is the word….chutzpah, with which you have addressed the tactical and strategic position you have found yourself placed within. Very well done! Very admirable! But regrettably, I must inform you that you have misapprehended the situation quite terribly in fact. Of course it was a natural opening for you, you were right to try to exploit it…..and you could not know how limited your information truly is, so you’re judgment was not in any way to blame. But you are not in possession, as they say, of all the facts of the matter.”
“Before we go on I should like to disabuse you of the notion that I have a ‘boss.’ There is no one ‘above’ me. I do not take orders from a person or persons. Next, I am pleased to be able to inform you that we have something in reserve, in regards to our strategic position with you. Something you value highly that we can offer you, in return for your cooperation, services and diligence. Something you value very highly indeed.”
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does it?
there’s something about that exchange…
the more iwish i was her.
gods & ancestors!! this is brilliant:
fantastic yet again~
mmwaaaa!
{{{buhdy}}}
…for several episodes now.
You ok and stuff?
the suit was. Was it off the rack or bespoke?
Interesting clue: no one above me, not like a Freudian slip or anything?
Fun as usual!