elaborate. If I had told you I was Vincent Scarpetti you wouldn’t have felt free to be yourself. You would have begun your pitch right then to win the bid. I was tired and I wasn’t in the mood to talk business. I liked the girl on the plane. She was witty and funny and she wasn’t impressed with who I was.”
“I am not impressed with who you are Mr. Scarpetti, you’re not a nice man and you’re no gentleman. I think you planned that trip and knew who I was from the beginning. Maybe it was another one or your sneaky behind the scene investigations.”
“Be careful Ms. McKenna,” he warns.
“Of what Mr. Scarpetti? Are you threatening me? I have met your kind before and quite frankly like your father, you all belong in prison.”
His face is red and he looks as if he is barely able to control himself. I know that I have gone too far.
“Leave! Now!”
“Great! Now I am fired? Perfect!”
“Leave this office immediately and call your boss. Ask her who made your flight reservations and hotel accommodations. I had nothing to do with them. My only input was that the designers fly first class and stay at the Four Seasons. You could have flown any airline, been on any flight, it was just coincidence that you were on mine. Go call your boss so we can put this behind us. I am not my father, Ms. McKenna. It will serve you well to remember that.”
Heading to the door I hear him bark at me. “Tonight seven o’clock sharp, and don’t be late!”
Chapter Five
Exiting the office, I all but run for the elevator. What happened in there? I have never in my life stood up to someone like that. What is happening to me? Who is this person? Even at the worst moment of my life, I hung my head and walked away. When Evan stood there laughing at me, mocking me, I did nothing. His secret broke me! It’s about time you rejoined the world. Welcome back to life Karlie. Somehow I made it all the way to the street without knowing how. Oh what have I done? I could lose this contract because I decided somewhere inside me to finally stand up to a bully. Was he bullying me? I can hardly remember the conversation. I only know that something about that man puts my back up. You like him and that scares the hell out of you. I don’t like him, I find him to be… oh I am so confused. Now I am going to have to call Anna, tell her that we made it through the first round only to be fired because I couldn’t shut my mouth. The twenty-two minute walk to my hotel gives me time to cool down and clear my head. I have to salvage this situation somehow. I am hoping that Anna can give me some advice. Walking through the lobby, I head straight to the elevator. As I reach my hand out to press the call button, Joshua calls my name.
“Ms. McKenna, a package was left for you at the desk a few minutes ago, let me fetch it for you.” Joshua quickly retrieves the package and hands it to me. Reaching for my purse, Joshua shakes his head, telling me a tip is not necessary. The “package” is actually a Styrofoam take out container. Written in familiar writing across the top are the words, YOUR NOTES. Opening the container I am shocked to find my toilet paper scrolls neatly rolled and placed side by side in the box. I don’t know if I should be happy or mortified. I didn’t even realize I had left them behind. So much has happened today. Did I really draw a design plan on toilet paper? I can see another paper tucked under the scrolls, pulling it out I see his handwriting. There are only seven words and they are written all in caps.
DINNER AT SEVEN, DON’T BE LATE!
Michael
“Grrrrr! That man is driving me crazy. What nerve. I won’t be late. I am never late. Except this morning and at lunch! I end up on the 39 th floor without even realizing I had stepped into the elevator. I head for room 3915 absolutely positive I have lost my mind.
Safely in my room, I disrobe and pull on some sweatpants and a T-shirt. I have three hours before I have
“I am not impressed with who you are Mr. Scarpetti, you’re not a nice man and you’re no gentleman. I think you planned that trip and knew who I was from the beginning. Maybe it was another one or your sneaky behind the scene investigations.”
“Be careful Ms. McKenna,” he warns.
“Of what Mr. Scarpetti? Are you threatening me? I have met your kind before and quite frankly like your father, you all belong in prison.”
His face is red and he looks as if he is barely able to control himself. I know that I have gone too far.
“Leave! Now!”
“Great! Now I am fired? Perfect!”
“Leave this office immediately and call your boss. Ask her who made your flight reservations and hotel accommodations. I had nothing to do with them. My only input was that the designers fly first class and stay at the Four Seasons. You could have flown any airline, been on any flight, it was just coincidence that you were on mine. Go call your boss so we can put this behind us. I am not my father, Ms. McKenna. It will serve you well to remember that.”
Heading to the door I hear him bark at me. “Tonight seven o’clock sharp, and don’t be late!”
Chapter Five
Exiting the office, I all but run for the elevator. What happened in there? I have never in my life stood up to someone like that. What is happening to me? Who is this person? Even at the worst moment of my life, I hung my head and walked away. When Evan stood there laughing at me, mocking me, I did nothing. His secret broke me! It’s about time you rejoined the world. Welcome back to life Karlie. Somehow I made it all the way to the street without knowing how. Oh what have I done? I could lose this contract because I decided somewhere inside me to finally stand up to a bully. Was he bullying me? I can hardly remember the conversation. I only know that something about that man puts my back up. You like him and that scares the hell out of you. I don’t like him, I find him to be… oh I am so confused. Now I am going to have to call Anna, tell her that we made it through the first round only to be fired because I couldn’t shut my mouth. The twenty-two minute walk to my hotel gives me time to cool down and clear my head. I have to salvage this situation somehow. I am hoping that Anna can give me some advice. Walking through the lobby, I head straight to the elevator. As I reach my hand out to press the call button, Joshua calls my name.
“Ms. McKenna, a package was left for you at the desk a few minutes ago, let me fetch it for you.” Joshua quickly retrieves the package and hands it to me. Reaching for my purse, Joshua shakes his head, telling me a tip is not necessary. The “package” is actually a Styrofoam take out container. Written in familiar writing across the top are the words, YOUR NOTES. Opening the container I am shocked to find my toilet paper scrolls neatly rolled and placed side by side in the box. I don’t know if I should be happy or mortified. I didn’t even realize I had left them behind. So much has happened today. Did I really draw a design plan on toilet paper? I can see another paper tucked under the scrolls, pulling it out I see his handwriting. There are only seven words and they are written all in caps.
DINNER AT SEVEN, DON’T BE LATE!
Michael
“Grrrrr! That man is driving me crazy. What nerve. I won’t be late. I am never late. Except this morning and at lunch! I end up on the 39 th floor without even realizing I had stepped into the elevator. I head for room 3915 absolutely positive I have lost my mind.
Safely in my room, I disrobe and pull on some sweatpants and a T-shirt. I have three hours before I have
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