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Erased: Chapters 32-33

Erased, a novel


Chapter 32- I Decline 


Cassandra- Who loses three hopes in a row?  One minute I was on my way to entitlements on both sides of Simpleton and Fisher and the next minute it was all shattered.  I'd placed a startling call to my father months ago.  In my rage, I tugged at my father's heart.  It wasn't a far reach or a hard tug.  He would move heaven and earth for me, and I knew it.  I just didn't know how he would move it, and I just found out there's only one other person he values higher than me.  I took all of it on my back.  There's a certain point where you take your life and run, and I was taking whatever was left of it.  It was a small oversight that cost me everything.  It was no slip in.  It was right there when I'd signed the agreement.  Palmer Simpleton would remain the Chief Executive Officer, and he could reclaim any of the shares he'd gifted to us at any time for any reason.  I just couldn't see it going that way.  He's almost eighty, and Sam was gone.  I was certain to lead the company into the next generation, but I'm cleaning out my office.  It's some kind of walk back; trying to hold face.  Soon it will be company news.  Until then, my door is closed, and not just closed but locked. He's no brute.  I did get an offer to stay and work some back row position, but I declined.  Surely my name is worth more than that.  I don't know, maybe after he's gone I can come back.  I'll just have to wait for the wind to stop blowing.  Until then I have enough liquid, and my ownership in Simple Fish.  The only resource I need now is time.



Chapter 33- A Girl's Got to Dream 


Reece- When I was a girl I had lots of dreams.  I wasn't in position when the time was right to achieve most of them.  Yet somehow I'd managed to achieve other things that had a sweet taste.  As a result, I had sweet taste, and the moment she opened her mouth I knew her future was bright.  I'd never considered it ever, and I was never in a position to play a role in something like this, but now I was.  I hadn't promised anything, and I didn't bother to take her with me the first night I heard her sing.  It was the right move too because Sam was more than happy to see me.  It didn't come until after; my question and the proposal, but it was on my mind the whole time.  He'd filled my mouth with kisses and I thought he thought me too small for such a proposition, but by morning he'd thought about it, and asked me to bring her in.

I was smart enough and had lived enough to get an agreement with her first.  Eaton and I both took our places in the agreement, and her zest for the stage and all the possibilities made a swift signature.  She hadn't even taken off her glasses when the pen hit the paper.

When I walked in to Ample Publishing with Radiance and Eaton behind me, I had no plans on leaving.  I'd worn my best jacket.  My hair was laid out.  My color and cut was fresh, and Radiance... she needed no touch ups.  It was obvious she had been preparing for the moment, and after she'd hit the last note, Sam was standing and smiling.  I knew I was close, but we couldn't negotiate in front of her, and he asked her back a few days later.


Something had happened between Sam and I.  Technically I wasn't pretending anymore, and maybe he'd gotten the sense that the coast was clear.  We pulled up to the double doors at Catalina just a few minutes after the hour.  It was a big night.  I was certain the announcement would come, and it felt like it was Valentine's Day and I was a woman who had been waiting for a ring.  When we got to the table where Jeff and Ketly were sitting, nothing had changed between me and her.  It was still like playing dress up, and we tried to keep the corners of our mouths turned up.  Two and a half weeks had passed since we'd settled the deal.  It had taken nearly three months to get it done.  Sam had asked me to keep it all under wraps, and I did.  It was a late night when the handshakes came.  It was my first time in a room with so many suits, ties, and minds that calculate numbers in mid sentence.  I was the only woman in the room, and I hadn't opted for a suit but each time I spoke the numbers changed.

Tonight I did wear a suit.  It was appropriate.  And when the words were all on the table, the Dunbars tried to recover.  Their faces immediately turned toward each other, and Jeff didn't hesitate to ask, "what's her background?".

"The arm is already formed.  I have professional partners where I need them.  She's prepared to fulfill her tasks."  I didn't speak.  There was no need to.  He was right.  It was all history, and I was prepared to decorate my office.  Mostly, I'd planned on decorating the walls with the success of our artists.  Either way it went, I'd gotten a good foothold on the matter.



Erased, a novel

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