Fabricated Realizations

1: The Ditzy Brunette

Ezekiel:

"Why do you need me again, you said it yourself that this is a simple operation," I twirled the end of my tie around my finger like a coil just to watch it drop in boredom. 

"Cause we have a mole Zek you know this, I wouldn't trust anyone else, plus its simple on paper and in theory we need your skill and expertise," my Uncle's gruff voice sounds like it just went through a hurricane of tacs and badgers. I calmly place my index and thumb on my forehead trying to keep a mental note of the obligations I must fulfill for my company and myself.  

"Zek its an in and out job no more than two hours, you get a twenty percent split and we get a mole, life is good for the both of us!" The cherriness did not add to his voices condition if anything made it more annoying repulsive.

"Uncle I really don't have time for this I have several meeting and I haven't even eaten lunch yet not even to mention I have to recheck accounting and their bul-" my driver David interrupted me with an abrupt stop. Just as I had half a mind to jump out of the car and strangle him, I see a head of curly brunette hair and piercing green eyes staring back at me like a deer caught in headlights, except as soon as she was out of her daze she scrambled .

She scrambled to pick up everything that she dropped and I watched her just move around with such a clumsy aura, it was amusing, picking up one thing just to drop another. He face was a bright shade of pink as she sauntered off down the street. 

I would assume that she works nearby because of her clothes, it looked like she was wearing a black waist apron. I was too busy being amused and snickering to notice. Such an adorable clumsy thing she is.

My mood was set to amusement until I heard the hailstorm of nails from my end of the phone. "Just think about it, its happening at two am and hey, I might even be able give you 25 percent of the errands, mkay?"

I sighed and responded with a curt yes and hung up the phone. I had to go to a damn business conference about our assets in Sacramento, not to mention my people are laundering their money through my company, I'm already doing so much for them and they have the nerve to continue to badger me.  

"David can I get the details on that girl that nearly ran over," I have to stifle a chuckle from replaying her display of embarrassment. "Yes sir, I'll get right on it when I get you to the office," he gave me a small wink through the rear view mirror and continued to speed up.

I've known most of the people that work for me since I was a lot younger I'd say maybe 16 or 17, the years seemed to blur together. I continued to look at my phone and think over the plan, it wouldn't hurt to see my uncle again or help him for that matter. 

After fifteen minutes we finally reach my office building, the structure itself loomed over all the others in the immediate area. I've always hated this building, because it meant in some forms a war, dealing with selfish dirty businessmen.

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