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Maybe I won’t get caught after all…
As he continues droning on about their new terms and conditions, I type in my requirements, the date range and my preferences, and then I set a price that will hopefully get the right guy’s attention.
Eight thousand dollars.
“I hope you enjoy the new look and feel of The Office Guest.” The representative’s voice pulls me out of my thoughts. “I wish you great success with it this holiday season.”
“Thank you very much!”
“One last thing, Miss Grey,” he says. “I have a question.”
“Ask me anything.”
“It’s about last year’s dumpster that caught fire.” He pauses. “We never sent any memos or notes about that to the public or the press. How did you know about it?”
“Um…Merry Christmas!” I hang up in his face.
ELEVEN
PARK CITY, UTAH
DOMINIC
“Ladies and gentlemen, I’d like to lead the first toast.” My father taps a spoon to a glass. “To my son, Dominic Reiss, who, as of today is an officially a billionaire.”
The room fills with applause and I force a smile, waiting for a feeling of elation to finally hit me, but it never comes.
Since the announcement was made this morning via the business wire, all I’ve felt is numbness. I’d thought that I would want Mindy to pull the trigger on a celebratory yacht trip for me, but the only thing I have so far is a “Finally a Billionaire” mug for my desk.
“Congratulations, Mr. Reiss!” “This is so amazing and inspiring!” “I bet you’re on top of the world right now, son!” The party guests surround me with heavy pats on the back and special handshakes.
When I’m certain I’ve spoken to everyone, I pick up a Cuban cigar and step outside on the snow-covered balcony.
“Congratulations on this amazing milestone, sir.” Mindy joins me seconds later, holding out a coat.
“Thank you, Mindy,” I say. “I could’ve sworn that I gave you the day off.”
“You did, but that was so I could celebrate this momentous occasion with you, right?”
No.“Right…”
“I’ll handle a few measures downstairs to mark this occasion, and then I’ll head home if you don’t mind.”
“Thank you.” I pull a red envelope from my pocket. “This is for you to open later. Enjoy your holiday, Mindy.”
Her eyes widen as she takes it and rushes back inside.
I know damn well that she’ll open my one-hundred-percent raise and bonus letter the second she’s alone.
“Okay, when does therealcelebration start?” My best friend Paul steps outside and shuts the door. “And what time will the strippers arrive?”
“Thisisit, Paul.”
“You better be shitting me.” He crosses his arms. “You finally become a billionaire and you’re marking the moment with a stale ass champagne toast and old people?”
“I also have this Cuban cigar.” I puff an “O” toward him. “It’s pretty damn good.”
“You’ve really changed over the past year, man…” He shakes his head. “If this is the type of guy you’re trying to be, don’t bother showing up to my promotional party next month.”
