Page 24 of Bite the Bullet


Font Size:  

And the headache was back. I rubbed tiny circles between my eyebrows, hoping it would dull the sharp needle metaphorically jabbing me through both eyes.

“This is not a scooch situation,” Lock answered in a bored tone. “You’re not dating Cash, nor do you require his immediate attention.”

“Uh—that’s an awfully bold statement,” Fox huffed. “How can you be sure that I wasn’t about to introduce some life-altering technique that could change the course of how we interrogate suspects?”

“Because it’s you,” Lock retorted. “What’s your plan? To give them Funyuns to persuade them to talk?”

“No,” Fox snorted, “but that is a great idea.”

“It is not, and it doesn’t require all of us to shift to make room for you.”

“Why would you all shift?” Fox asked.

We were so far off track now, I wasn’t even sure how to bring theconversation back around to…fuck, I couldn’t even remember what we were discussing.

Lock stood, tossing down his pen on the table. “Look, if you make Dash move, he’s not going to give up his prime location next to the boss for a seat at the other end of the table. He needs the attention.”

“Hey—” Dash protested, but Lock cut him off.

“It’s the truth. For every meeting, you rush in here before everyone else so you can get the best seat in the house.”

“I sit here so I can do any IT bullshit that needs to be done.”

“And since it’s IT,” Lock continued, “you could do it from literally any seat around the table. You like being the teacher’s pet.”

The headache was growing worse by the second, and no amount of massaging my temples would change the fact that I was surrounded by idiots.

“Fine,” Dash huffed, backing away from the seat in question. “I don’t need the seat. In fact, I could sit in the other room and still be just as valuable as I am right beside the boss.”

“Great,” Fox said, ignoring him.

“I’m going,” Dash continued, walking toward the door.

“We see you,” Slider chuckled.

“I’m really going. I can tell I’m not wanted here. And I can do my job from anywhere.”

“Not as well as I could,” Rae chuckled.

“I’m serious. I’ll be in there, and you’ll see…”

“Then just fucking leave,” Lock snapped.

With a huff, Dash walked out of the room, but I saw him standing on the other side of the wall, smooshed up against it as if no one could see him. His shadow gave him away, though.

I didn’t agree with Fox’s motivation for kicking Dash out of the seat, but if the fight over a chair stopped, I would gladly let him walk out so I could regain order in the meeting.

“Where were we?” I asked.

“We were about to discuss my new methods of interrogation.”

Sighing, I knew this wouldn’t stop, no matter what my argument was. “Fox, we’re about to discuss the business of the day.”

“Yes, and what is more important than new interrogation techniques?”

“Boss,” Rae gave a slight shake of her head. “Just let him get it out. Then we can move on.”

I motioned for Fox to continue, but he had to finish glaring at Rae first. She responded by sticking out her tongue at him.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com