Thread: Trouble in the Vortex (Mr Quixotic and darjeeling)

See you Friday David . Myer's pushed the seat back against Felicity's desk, somewhat confounded by her response. David had expected anger, sarcasm, or a possible threat to his job, but Milton actually being pleasant? That was unheard of. In the six months she'd been in the position, David couldn't recall her having spoken to him as she just had - as a peer, not just some bug to be ignored or stomped on -, or remember a time when she'd displayed any concern for his opinions. David didn't believe the words to be sincere, not for an instant. One eyebrow raised quizzically as he rested his palms on back of the seat, and attempted to read her expression. Did she suspect something? Slowly his lips curled to form a cocky smile, and he nodded. Apology accepted, Liss, I look forward to positive news about those additional funds. Friday it is. Myer's left the dirty coffee mug for Felicity to take care of. You made it out alive? Mark laughed as Myer's returned to his cubicle. David grinned, and motioned towards Milton's office with a jerk of his head. Oh sure, She's not too bad if you know to deal with her. Quite pleasant actually. He winked at his friend's raised eyebrows, and ' you have to be fucking kidding ' expression, but said nothing further. Myer's contemplated confiding in his colleague, but decided against it. The walls had ears, and he was also still pondering Felicity's change in attitude. It was safer to keep everything between he and Eric for now. Anyway, all would be revealed at the dinner, and David was sure Mark would be easily persuaded to join in the entertainment. The more he mulled over it, the more assured David felt that, even if Felicity's suspicions had been raised, she could not be aware of the extent of the dirt obtained on her dealings with Immerse. It was possible that Eric's investigations had triggered alarm-bells, or set off a booby-trap that Milton had placed, but gauging from her demeanour in the office, she didn't seem to know anything with certainty. But really, what did it matter if she did? As far as David was concerned, there was nothing Felicity could do now to cover up her transgressions, and it'd be nice to keep her on her toes. Particularly if that meant she'd do her utmost to gain extra funds from accounting, and put a stop to any further underhand dealings with Immerse for the remainder of her - shorter than expected - career with Vortex. Regardless, now that the seed had been planted, David considered it best to avoid Ms Milton for the next day or two, so that he wouldn't be tempted to further bait her, and make things too obvious. He'd hate for Felicity to suddenly come down with an illness, and be unable to attend the function. The rest of his day was spent on the phone with clients, and in meetings out of the office, and he didn't have the pleasure of running into his superior again. Eric dropped around that night as promised, with a thumb drive full of incriminating information. David made a copy, hid it away in his apartment, and kept the original to take with him. Initially, Eric was shocked with what David intended, but soon came around, and even began to offer suggestions. Felicity Milton was an attractive woman women, after all - that was, if you didn't account for personality -, and Myer's assured his friend that he'd take the lead. David thought Felicity so egotistical, narcissistic, and arrogant that she'd do whatever it took to save face, and could be convinced that submitting herself to one night of humiliation was a more agreeable proposition than being forced to endure an entire lifetime of it. Which, potentially, was what would she'd be exposed to if her underhand dealings became public knowledge. Who knew, the uptight bitch might even enjoy it. David wasn't quite as sanguine as he made out - Felicity had an attitude, and had already displayed how deceitful, manipulative, and, he admitted begrudgingly, intelligent, she was, and didn't seem a woman who would submit without a fight - if at all. Still, he entered Vortex's office on Friday morning with a great sense of anticipation