Chapter 45: Chapter 45 - Six Feet Under
"Your fucking with me right?"
We sat in a less crowded area of the hall as people filed out for the night. My parents left a little while ago before traffic worsened. I also stayed behind to take some photos with the display to send to the social media team later to edit and post on our pages.
I did not tell others about the interview but I felt that Dean would have better insight.
His face looked incredulous as he waited for the gotcha moment. Too bad there was no such thing. "I wish I were but no she will be interviewing me." I sighed and fiddled with the rings between my fingers.
"Did you agree to it?" I glanced over to see Deans body language. His hands were folded over his chest while he leaned in a slouched position. He seemed like a parent scolding a child.
"Yeah I mean I have no reason to say no otherwise and the topic is one that I find interesting. Its about female leadership in business. Basically going over any challenges as well as words of advice for others."
Though I felt that advice would be more appreciated from those who are building a business from the ground up rather than from someone who had financial stability and resources at their disposal if necessary. The coordinator assured I will be a great asset as even those with more support can face setbacks.
"Ahh I see. Do you think she will attempt anything to sabotage you? Or do you feel comfortable doing it at all?" His eyes looked deeply into mine, searching for any fleeting moment of guilt.
"I did hesitate but they sent some questions which I will review tonight. I am sure it should be fine. Besides I have a silver tongue, while I may struggle with brawn I am well armed in a battle of wits."
That is I thought I was. As of late I have somehow managed to be like a deer caught in the headlights. In the spotlight and afraid. 'At least since I know she will be there I am more mentally prepared.' I consoled myself.
"I would be wary of her. Keep your guard up."
I was mildly surprised at Deans warning. He was like a social butterfly, he knew a lot of people and was mainly on good terms with people. But he also had a mean streak in him where if you cross his bottom line he will make no effort to disguise his anger.
"I know why I don't like her but what makes you wary of her?" Those two had only met once at the engagement party and another time briefly at Gordons.
"Any person who knowingly homewrecks is already a shitty person. On a real level I have been with women like that before, the ones who are not just satisfied taking but instead want to leave nothing behind. She may have "won" the guy but will not be satisfied until you are buried six feet under. You cannot be left because that leaves room for you to outdo her."
His insight was interesting. I would not say that I am a poor judge of character but I did not catch that type of vibe from her. She just seemed like a person who was too curious and naive for her own good. But maybe thats what she wants me to see.
So when she strikes I am left blindsided.
"Hmmm I will try my best to keep my guard up. Anyways I better head home I have to review the interview questions among other things."
"No worries. Are you planning to return for another visit?" He also got up and grabbed our cups to toss them. "If I have time, August alone is slammed for me. But I will try to make it to see it again but likely towards the end of the month."
"Ahh I see. If you need me I will probably be either in my office or here or at home. Rest up and chin up I am sure the interview will go well."
"I hope so too and thanks. See you around."
I suppose much like a test that you are dreading time seems to run as if its the olympic marathon and its going for gold. Its fast and there before you know it. My secretary looked over the interview questions and approved the list only making one modification and request at my behest. "A breach of contract means the interview is scrapped and a penalty fee will be given to the offending party." Looking at the address it seemed to be towards a woman by the name of Raya so I was unsure if Sol would see the changes.
The day of I sat in my office waiting for Sol to come in. Surprisingly I felt fine despite the time sneaking up on me. I did not feel nervous nor wary. I felt like my old self.
The brief ding from the intercom system let me know that they arrived. The photographer and Sol.
When the doors opened a young woman holding her camera equipment made her way in first. "Hello, is it alright if I set down my stuff here?" She pointed to the coffee table I had in the small 'living room' like area I had between the entrance and my desk.
"Feel free." I gestured towards her direction as she gently set her belongings down and took out her camera to take some test shots to see lighting and angles prior to me being in the frame. 'Good thing I filed away any sensitive documents.'
Sol stomped in right after. She glanced around like someone touring a house prior to purchasing it. She glanced around and mulled opinions in her head. Judging but passively.
'Maybe he was on to something.'
"It has been a while, I am not too sure if you remember me but my name is Sol Banks. I am a journalist and will be conducting your interview today."
She jut out her hand for me to shake. In her words alone she felt different than when we first met at the party and again at the aquarium. Both times she exuded more like a girl next door type of vibe. Here she felt serious. I suppose amongst her family and lover, she would behave differently. After all I do the same.
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