He was merely meandering deliberately, just to keep his eye on things. He couldn’t help but notice him stride off that elevator. There he was. The new guy everybody was talking about. Granted he cut, face it, a stunning figure, but who did he think he was anyway?
The man smiled courteously as the new guy beamed at him and dipped his head as if to say hello while strutting by. What was the nodding head thing, some kind of redneck male bonding with a stranger ritual? He for one wasn’t buying it, the new guy was up to something. He just knew it.
Of course, he couldn’t help but notice as he glided “innocently” by, that the guy looked almost as good going as he did coming. The man smiled to himself; maybe he’d be a fun bedroom toy.
He thought to himself, wishing he had a cigarette to drag on. “I’ll make the hot little idiot think he’s sleeping his way to the top and throw him under the bus after I’ve popped his inbred…”
“Your messages…sir.” The secretary said as she handed the new guy a stack of sheets.
“Thank you…Trish.” The new guy leafed briefly through the messages, and he could swear half smiled. The guy slipped the stack in the backpack slung over his shoulder and continued the happy stride into his office. The jerk didn’t even have enough class to own a real briefcase.
Looking intently at the woman on the phones, the man thought to himself again. “Well, he can’t be all that stupid.” After all, everyone knew what she was trying to pull. Someone probably should have said something, but were all too eager to let this guy slit his throat quickly.
“He avoided that one, but the next will be a killer.” He smiled stepping out of the shadowed corner just enough to see a little more and hopefully not be seen. He had to crane his neck, but he could see Justyn walk into his office and straight out to the balcony there.
“What’s he doing?” He thought, barely able to see the young man put his hands on the railing and lean over. “Spitting off the balcony?” The man sighed. “Careful, stud, someone may just toss you right off.”
The elevator door pinged, and he stepped back a step to make sure he would not be seen. His mouth dropped open as he saw a figure no one could not notice step off and stride straight for Justyn’s doors.
“This ought to be good.” He laughed, turned and went back on his way.
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