This is a continuation of my LoanRanger series. All related captions are on my index page.
Alice leafed through papers from her position in the LoanRanger boardroom, using a fountain pen to check each document line by line before adding her signature to the bottom of the page. To her left sat Vivienne, the company's owner and CEO since the hostile takeover from her ex-husband Saul.
The sound of the office door opening caused both women to look up to see a slender figure entering the room holding a folder. She had long dark hair that cascaded down her back and wore a tight fitted blouse over a flat chest with a pink micro-skirt and glossy nylon pantyhose. The woman walked over to the desk and put the folder down in front of Alice before placing both hands down flat seemingly in an effort to take the weight off her towering heels.
“That will be all, Daniel,” Alice said with a dismissive wave and they watched the feminised man totter out of the boardroom.
“One of yours?” Vivienne raised an eyebrow to her legal council beside her.
“No...” said Alice thoughtfully. “Daniel used to be Raphael's assistant. You know, the scheming Sales Manager who was taking bribes in exchange for insider trading tips, and is now the jiggling platinum blonde with the great rack who takes trips on private yachts wearing micro-kinis to court new clients? We caught Raphael through using a private investigator to audit our expenditure, but he never turned up anything on Daniel. Except, now I am thinking...”
“Now, you're thinking if Daniel really didn't know anything about what Raphael was doing, why did he just come into our boardroom dressed like Erin Brockovich?” Vivienne finished.
“Exactly,” said Alice. “I think he knows something. And for some reason, he thinks we know he knows something, but he also thinks that if gets hair extensions and throws on a pair of heels anyway, we won't look too hard for what that is.” Alice placed her pen down and looked at her boss. “What Daniel doesn't realise is that I am not the kind of lawyer that is going to be satisfied with a couple of socks stuffed into a bra. If Daniel really does know something, and I am betting he does, I am going to find out what that is and when I am though with him, Daniel is going to have substantially bigger assets to be extorted...if you catch my drift...”
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