Office Relations Chapter Eight: A New Position
Damien is offered a new promotion and gets a visit from Cherie’s friend.
Office Relations
Damien works for a large government-owned corporation. When he is passed up for a promotion by someone else, he begins to think there might be something else out there for him, but will something about the new boss change his mind, or will he stick around and see how things play out?
‘My, how the tables have turned,’ I thought as I sat at the gentlemen’s club.
The cigar smoke filled the air, and the three men who thought they had me under their thumb were staring back at me after reading their wives’ ultimatums.
“Are they serious?” Howie asked.
I knew he would be the first to say something. The others were still dumbfounded. “As a heart attack,” I smiled as my drink order was put on my table.
The three men were still looking behind me at their so-called bodyguards, the ones all these rich men would order to get someone or ‘handle’ the troublemakers.
The men behind me were the ones who had roughed me up and sat me down in this same chair just a few months ago. Now, they were standing behind me and staring at the three husbands. ‘Yes, the tables had turned,’ I thought.
“And they still want us to pay you?” George asked. “Even though they are divorcing us?”
“Yup,” I quickly responded with a grin.
“That’s ridiculous!” Lucas spat. “I won’t pay some ruffian, some….”
“Is everything alright over here?” a voice asked.
It came from an old man smoking a cigar. “Yes, General,” I smiled.
The whole room was quiet. Cherie had introduced me to the General, the man who owned the Gentlemen’s club. The entire room watched our table.
“Am I to believe you are going back on a deal that you made in my club?” the General pulled a chair from another table. The sound of wood scraping across the wooden floor was exceptionally loud.
“No sir,” Lucas swallowed as the General put a gun down on the table.
“Okay, because we all know the rule,” the General said. “All deals are final, until both sides agree to the terms of disengagement.”
“Yes sir,” the three men nodded quickly.
“Do you disagree with the terms of disengagement?” the General looked at me.
