I was rushing to the office, Danica said that something big was about to go down and she needed all hands on deck.
I ran into the foyer, dressed in my normal business casual suit. The front desk guard had a worried look on his face. Normally he would be leaned back, reading something taking a nap. But he was all too attentive.
I rode the elevator up to the fourth floor. The office was in complete chaos, everyone was working furiously on their computers. I nervously walked toward Danica's office and stepped inside.
Danica was at her kotatsu, typing on a laptop while writing on a pad of paper. It was as impressive as it was terrifying.
She looked up for the briefest of moments. Her eyes were shallow with exhaustion.
"Good you're here." she said flatly. "Sit, we have a problem."
I took a seat at the small heated table and waited patiently.
"Micheal, I need your help with something."
"Anything Danni, what's wrong?"
"We've got one of the big wigs from the corporate office coming down today. We're not exactly ready for her to go over the books."
"Uh-huh."
"So I need you to take her to lunch, distract her for just an hour or two so we can make everything look good."
"Seems simple enough."
She breathed a sigh of relief. "Good," she reached into her pocket and pulled out a sleek black metal debit card. "Here's my bank card, wherever she wants to go or get, you get it for her."
I took the hefty card. "What's the pin?"
"Eight double zero eight."
Huh.
After that, I left her office and took the elevator back down to the foyer. As soon as the elevator opened. I think I found who I'm supposed to take out.
She was a tall woman in a smart black suit. A red and orange fluffy fox tail swished behind her with every step. Her head of long, beautiful orange hair had a set of twitching fox ears upon them. She had a stern face hidden behind a pair of coke-bottle glasses. Her high heels clicked with every step she took toward me.
"You must be Michael?" she said, extending her hand.
I took her grip into my own. "Yes ma'am. And you are?"
"Kuri, CFO of Luminous industries. I'm here to do a little inspection of your office, make sure everything is on the tip top."
"Sounds good, but before that, want to grab some lunch?"
She let out an audible laugh. "Danica put you up to this? Every year."
"I'm guessing this isn't the first time?"
"God's no. Danica's a sweet girl, and she does great work, but every year I come down she forgets to get everything put together for me."
I laughed a little. "She's a bit of an airhead."
"Anyway, let's get some food, I'm starving. I know a great little bistro down the way."
"Sounds good."
We left the building and began walking down the street toward a quaint little restaurant. It was a fifties-style diner with large windows revealing the linoleum-lined checkered floor and red polyester chairs and steel tables.
We walked in and the door dinged a little bell. A large Greek man behind the counter looked up with a jolly smile.
"Kuri! It's been too long. This the new boyfriend?"