Thread: Not So Snow White (Mr Quixotic & Aurelia)

The Dean fell back with a smug look on his face, and a twinkle in his eye. If he ever became bored with his job, he was certain a career awaited him in Hollywood. Every base had been covered, his performance worthy of an Oscar, and the poor girl didn't stand a chance. Any second now, she'd have tears streaming down her face, and be confessing to the camera. Any second. He smiled, then the smug expression turned to one of shock and confusion. What the hell had she just said? Hunter lurched forward to stare at Sofia with wide eyes, and swore under his breath. Damn that bitch, Evelyn White! He should foreseen that the daughter of a woman with an attitude like that wouldn't go down without a fight, not to mention that she was studying in the field of Law. She expected him to make a confession. Hunter's eyes darkened, and he almost broke a tooth by the force with which his jaw clamped together. He'd been aware that the young woman had known he was lying when he'd sarcastically mentioned her caring mother, but that hadn't concerned him. He was in the position of power, and had found it amusing. However, that was then, and this was now. What was he going to do? He shook his head to clear his thoughts, and flicked another piece of imaginary lint from the breast of his jacket, which if it had actually existed, would have hit the wall behind her with enough velocity to have drilled a hole in the plaster. The wall that, at that very moment, had the ear of a twenty-five year old male student pressed against it. Everything was going down the drain. All the dreams of wealth and power that had consumed him since the plan had been set in place. Admittedly, that was less than two hours ago, but still Hunter had already designed the new wing of his residence in his head. Olympic size indoor swimming pool and all. I guess I'll just call the authorities, and have them arrest you. The Dean recovered a little, and reached for the phone. His fingers cradled the handset, and played with it for a second or two, before he allowed it to drop, and emitted a loud sigh. Your Mother has me in a bind, Sofia. Hunter spoke slowly, and as he did, tapped a couple of keys on his laptop keyboard, and waited for the red light of the camera directed at Sofia to go dark. He wasn't going to confess in front of it, or allow a microphone to pick up his words, but Hunter had decided to tell the young woman the truth. At least partly. A bind, that unfortunately affects you. She has some, um, information. The Dean couldn't help but glance at his laptop monitor, With the live feed in his office switched off, it had been replaced with images from the locker room. The cheerleaders had returned from practice, and half of them were in a state of undress. Um, where was I? Hunter forced his eyes back to Sophia's, and it took him a moment to regather his thoughts. Oh yes. Your Mother has some information which could be detrimental to my career. Subsequently, after revealing her knowledge of my activities, she made an offer. Evelyn, in exchange for her silence, requested that I plant those drugs, buy an eyewitness or two, and either have you arrested, or advertise your, um, sexual services to the students and faculty. For a price. Hunter paused to clear his throat, and he shrugged. Your own Mother wanted me to turn you into a whore. Can you believe that? One of his eyebrows arched, as if he were asking for a response, but he then continued on without allowing time for one. I, of course, refused, but she was insistent, and well, you know as well as I do, what Evelyn White is capable of. As the Dean continued to speak, he stretched, moved from his seat, and perched himself on the front of his desk, his gaze never leaving the woman he spoke to. However, whilst she was blackmailing me, an idea popped into my head. The one I just mentioned. Those drugs addicts attempt to buy me off by slipping hush money under my door each week, and it occurred to me that I could use those funds to pay your mother, and have her think they'd been received in exchange for your sexual services, whilst in reality, you'd be doing something noble and helping me rid the campus of the drug scourge. Hunter did everything he could to make himself look good, but was unsure how much of it Sofia would believe. Hopefully enough. His arms extended, and he held his hands out towards the young woman, palms up. I'm sorry that you had to be dragged into this, but I do have to save my own neck, and I'm sure you'd do the same if the situation was reversed. Not a hope in hell, thought Hunter, but it seemed the appropriate thing to say. However, I did my best to protect you from your Mother's devious plans, and who knows, if we put our heads together, we may be able to find a way to take that bitch down, then we can both go on our merry way, and forget all about this incident. That's my confession, Sofia, and you have my word, that I will do everything in my power to ensure both your Scholarship and future career plans are protected, if you agree to help. Hunter shot her a smile, then pushed himself up from his perch on the desk, and his demeanour changed as he turned his back, and reached for the phone. However, if you don't, I really have no choice. His picked up the handset, dialed a number, dropped into his seat, and spoke into the mouthpiece.Albert, can you please come to my office. I have a suspected Campus dealer who needs to be detained. Hunter then hit the cradle, pressed the speaker button, dialed another number, and lifted his gaze to Sofia. The woman's voice on the other end came through loud and clear. Police Department, how may I help you? His other hand reached out to turn the camera back on, and an eyebrow raised.