Sally had a look on her face that was impossible to read. Staff
didn’t know if she was happy or sad, angry or confused. She scared him when she
looked like that. She was always incredibly moody, but if you knew the mood she
was in you could take appropriate measures. It was when you couldn’t read her
face that there was trouble. She was on the phone, pacing back and forth, her
hand sometimes over her mouth and sometimes on the back of her head like she
was reaching to scratch her back. Staff had no idea who was on the other end of
the call, but this looked like a serious conversation. What Staff could tell
was that it was a very one-sided interaction. Sally had hardly said a word for
the last 30 minutes, she’d nodded and mhmed but she’d not really said anything
of substance. Occasionally she stood for a moment in front of the only window
in the office, casting a shadow across the room, and then she’d move off again,
pacing some more, nodding some more and keeping her poker face.
Staff shuffled the files on his desk and then moved his
mouse, trying to look like he wasn’t eavesdropping, like he wasn’t wondering
that was going on with his boss.
‘Ok,’ she said. ‘Ok, ok, I understand.’ She nodded, Staff
liked the way she nodded when she was on the phone, despite the fact the person
she was talking to couldn’t see her.
‘If you’re sure?’ She waited for the response before killing the call. Staff put his head down and underlined a key point in the report he was reading. He knew from experience Sally needed space now, he'd let her reveal her hand.
‘If you’re sure?’ She waited for the response before killing the call. Staff put his head down and underlined a key point in the report he was reading. He knew from experience Sally needed space now, he'd let her reveal her hand.
He watched her out of the corner of his eye go to her desk
and unlock the padlock on her draw. Staff had never seen her do that before. He
tried to concentrate on the report in front of him.
‘Staff, I’m sorry.’ Sally said. He looked up to see a silenced gun pointing in
his direction. A split second later it was over. Staff’s lifeless body slumped
onto the desk and Sally picked up the phone again to call up the clean up
squad.
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This is a true happy end, feel good story. At least for all of us, devoted Christians, who belive in afterlife :))
ReplyDeletethis is a true happy end for non-Christians too. Just the end. Oblivion. Full stop.
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