The Love Of Money - Episode 40
26-07-25 (17:04)
A new opportunity presents itself.
Tuesday 2:25 pm
Something yanked me out of one of the best sleeps I'd
experienced in a long time. Disoriented, I looked around
the room and started taking stock of my situation-four
walls, a desk, two chairs pushed into the corner... I was
in an office, and I was alone.
A sound went off and I immediately identified it as
what woke me up.
Trying to remember what had happened to me and
what had Interrupted such a good sleep was next to
impossible; I sat up, hoping that would clear my head.
Whatever I was sleeping on clung to my skin and
resisted being peeled away as I rose off my back. I
finally registered the fact that I was naked on a leather
couch. I spotted my clothes carelessly thrown about on
the carpeted floor.
The sound erupted again. What the hell was that noise?
Buzzing?
And where' was Helen? Why was I alone?
There it was again - my phone.
My phone vibrated against my desktop once more, and
I climbed to a standing position to get it, feeling weird
about being completely naked in my office. Grabbing
my phone, I blinked sleepily at the number on the
screen. I didn't recognize it.
Against my better judgment, I answered, "Hello?"
As I answered, I reached around to scratch my lower
back. The leather from the couch had practically
smothered my skin, making It itch as it was exposed to
the cool air. I glanced over my shoulder and out the
window behind the couch, squinting at the light of what
appeared to be afternoon. I wasn't concerned that my
bare ass was on display to the world. Only someone
from one of the far buildings who had a pair of
binoculars and knew where' to point them could see it,
and as far as I was concerned, if anyone went "Is this
Marcus Upton?" a feminine voice I vaguely recognized
asked on the other side of the line.
"Yeah. Who's this?" probably sounded more gruff than
intended, but it usually took me a little more time to
wake up before becoming fully human,
"This is Ashlee VanCamp. I work for Yunger, Price, and
VanCamp. We met yesterday?"
"Oh right. The bathroom." Had that only been a day
ago?
There was a nervous titter from the other end. "Yes sir."
Wait a second... did she say VanCamp? As in the same
last name as one of the partners? The same last name
as Helen's? That Jump-started my brain more than any
coffee could have, and I suddenly found myself wide
awake.
When I didn't immediately respond, she continued, "So,
I hear we're going to be working for you."
I gathered my clothes and started to put them on. "Yep.
That's right. Helen's been great at walking me through
all my different assets. She convinced me that since
you guys are so familiar with my estate, it only made
sense to keep you. It was a pretty convincing
argument."
"I'm sure she did," Ashlee said. Did I detect a hint of
something in her tone? My head was still a little too
fuzzy to make out what it was.
"Well, since you're going to continue to hire our
services," she continued. "I need to collect your
signature and initials on some paperwork. Would you
be able to meet today?"
I shook my head as if she could see my non-verbal
reaction - I'd spied a note on the edge of the desk that
had distracted me.
Marcus, thank you for a wonderful afternoon. I would
have roused you before I left, but you were sleeping so
peacefully, I've left to prepare Erin for her job and to
finalize your relationship with our firm. We'll talk soon.
-Yours, Helen
There are some mints in the top left drawer.
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