meeting some stranger was a good idea. Anyway, she pulled on a pair of jeans with a tank top and checked her purse for her pepper spray. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail revealing the creamy skin of her neck. The only reason she even considered meeting a strange man at night was because he mentioned her father and she was curious about what this person had to say.
Victoria picked up her car keys and headed out the door, thinking that this would have been a great moment to have a friend, or someone to tell where she was going. What if something happened to her? There was no one she could call for help, except for Koltan. He was her boyfriend. The thought made her cringe. She could not very well call him at a time like this. What would she say to him? What reason would she give for meeting a man at this hour?
She got to the shopping mall with ten minutes to spare and found parking with ease. Not wanting to be taken by surprise she waited at the store next door and watched to see who would be waiting out front. About a minute or two before seven a man with average height, wearing a baseball cap, green cargo pants and t-shirt came into view. He stood nervously looking up and down the plaza corridor as if looking for someone. She watched him for a few minutes before coming out of the store.
When he saw her, he walked over and pulled her into the ca fé , into a corner seat .“ Wha t’ re you doing? How dare you handle me ?” She tried to shrug him off.
“ No one can know about this ,” he said in a low tone, then asked .“ Why are you late ? ”
She could not make out his eyes, but from what she could tell of the part of his face which showed beneath the cap, he was in his mid-forties, dark hair and stubbly beard.
“I’ m not late, but that does n’ t matter. You said you knew my father ? ”
“ He was my boss for five years. He was a good man ,” the ma n’ s voice was deep and a bit gravelly.
Victoria leaned forward and tried to peer into his face but he pulled the cap down further ,“ Why are you so secretive ?” She whispered .“ How can I trust you if you wo n’ t even show me your face ? ”
The man pulled a small black device from one of the many pockets on his pants and pushed it across the table .“ Wha t’ s that ?” Victoria raised one brow.
“ I t’ s a recording from fourteen years ago. You can listen to it when you get home ,” he told her.
“ Wha t’ s your name and wha t’ s on the tape ? ”
He looked at her .“ Eli, just call me Eli .” He then got up and made to leave, then he paused. Victoria looked on with mixed feelings .“ Take my number, do you have a pen ? ”
“ No, tell me so I can save it on the phone ,” she replied, pulling her cellphone form her purse.
He gave her a number and told her to call him only if she needed more information. Eli left shortly after and she went back home, anxiously wanting to hear what was on the tape. She was nervous as well. Was whatever on the tape enough to get to Harmon Grey? She thought that perhaps she could break the relationship with Koltan if this information was enough.
As soon as she was in her living room she pressed the play button on the device and hoped she would hear something that would make Harmon Grey squirm.
“ But sir, that would destroy the compan y’ s reputation ,” the voice came from the recording sounded like Eli.
“ Reputation can be rebuilt. You just do as I say and your wif e’ s medical will bills be taken care of ,” she did n’ t recognize the other voice .“ You just make sure everything is taken care of as I asked. You leak this information to the press and I will take care of the rest . ”
The ma n’ s voice reminded her of Anthony Hopkin s’ for some reason. She kept seeing him quite calm, yet intimidating poor Eli. She wondered what he looked like and if he wore a mask as well.
Victoria