Free Tiers by Shelly Pratt Page B

same day he made the other transfers. This for Jake was comparable to killing three birds with one stone.
    First of all Felix got a silent, but very big, fuck you from Jake for him cheating with his wife. Secondly Felix gets dismissed from the family company in disgrace and thirdly, Jake gets his seat on the board and now will have full control over Went and Worth’s future financial investments. Not bad for a few month’s work.
    There was, of course, the matter of Harold’s personal bank statements. Can you believe Jake actually hacked into Lloyd’s bank and changed their registry of his transactions? Me neither but when he printed out the new copies of the statements I rewarded him with a blow job that left his knees shaking. Harold keeps all of his financial paperwork in a portfolio in his briefcase, which is precisely why he was so eager to grab it not five minutes ago. The thing that makes me laugh the most is that he will be held responsible for the missing millions I am soon to take possession of.
     
    The shouting has escalated in the boardroom. Mrs. Dawson is looking back and forth from me to the door in alarm. She is only interrupted when the phone on her desk starts ringing.
    It must be an internal call as she only answers it with a breathy ‘Yes’. She listens intently for a minute before saying, ‘Yes sir. Of course sir. Oh I completely understand sir and I will get right on it.’ The call is disconnected but she immediately picks the phone back up and starts dialing. I strain to hear her side of the conversation. Apparently security is on their way.
     
    Judging by the sounds that are coming from the meeting, I am guessing Harold has just dug his own grave by showing the CEO’s his personal bank statements. I sit pensively and wait to see what happens next.
     
    The lift chimes loudly in the reception area and the doors start to open just as Harold storms back out of the boardroom.
     
    He sets his sights on me and for a minute I think he is about to strangle me. Whatever amount of decorum he has left keeps him riveted to the spot and he eyes the two security guards that step out of the lift. They stroll warily towards him, gauging if he is going to be trouble or not. I suspect they are taking him downstairs to their office while they wait for the police to arrive. A guard takes up position next to him.
     
    ‘Mr. Sable, sir, we’d like you to come with us if you don’t mind,’ one of the guards says, as the other goes off in search of Felix so that he can join them. Resignation reaches his inflamed eyes and he looks at me with such contempt.
     
    ‘You goddamn fucking bitch!’ He spits each and every syllable at me.
    I stand up and glance at the remaining security guard to make sure he is in control. A slight nod of the head and I step up as close as I dare to Harold’s face. Right at this moment the rest of the board members are spilling out and head for the elevator. They are loud and in complete disbelief at the turn of events.
     
    ‘Right under our noses’ and ‘Trusted him like family’ are snippets of their conversations that reach my ears. Despite how quickly they sweep through reception, it is eerily quiet when they are suddenly gone – taking Felix along with them.
     
    Harold still hasn’t moved and over his shoulder I can see Jake seated at the table in the boardroom. He looks content. Only Harold, the security guard, and I remain as Mrs. Dawson has excused herself to go powder her nose. And then there were three.
     
    ‘I’m going to get you for this. Do you hear me Katherine? I’m going to fucking get you for this!’ He hisses his threats at me, but I am quietly confident with Jake lurking in the background. So close are our bodies that I could kiss him if I wanted to.
    That is the last thing on my mind.
    Instead, in a clear loud voice I say, ‘Harold darling, really. You didn’t think you were … Well, special did you?’ Check mate motherfucker.
     
    I leave a very