Wednesday, July 17, 2019

The Business

Photo Credit Jeff Stroud

I'm taking an online writing class this summer with teachers Robin Rice and Emily McDowell at The writing prompts are pictures and we are free to write whatever we'd like to as inspired by the photo.

After three break-ins at the office in as many weeks, corporate decided to upgrade security. Too cheap to install a security system or hire a guard, management had a barbed wire fence added to the top of the chain-link winding its way around the desolate parking lot.

After all of the desktop computers were stolen, management got us cheap laptops we have to take home every night. When they stole the phone system, we were instructed to use our cells. Other than a small printer, a water dispenser, and a low-end Mr. Coffee machine, the office is just a bullpen of folding tables and chairs and a conference room with more of the same.

I can’t prove it was my ex-husband behind the thefts, but it’s more than likely. Kyle never wanted me to strike out on my own. Didn’t think I had what it takes. At this company, I am “Corporate.” I am “The Management.” This is my business, these are my people and I won’t be stopped by speed-bumps like mouth-breather, Kyle Wilcox.

This is dangerous, and the team works undercover of night. I never leave unless I’m on a case. I sleep in my car or on the conference room floor. I’m Gail From Corporate, and I know where all the bodies are buried. Like, literally where they are buried.

1 comment:

  1. I'm really enjoying this course. You are SO talented.
    I'd like to hear more of the Olivia/Gert story.