After the Burn by Leilani Garrett

Author:Leilani Garrett [Garrett, Leilani]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Nextone Inc
Published: 2024-08-05T00:00:00+00:00

Mind Meld

The next morning in New York City, Elle paid the cab driver and strode up the white,stone stairs of One EGT Plaza, the landmark skyscraper designed by famed German-American architect Mies van der Rohe. Once inside, she approached a large reception desk shaped like a colossal kidney bean. Behind it sat a beautiful brunette in a crisp navy jacket.

“Good Morning,” the young woman said, smiling.

“Good Morning. I’m Elle Rollins,” Elle said, flashing her badge. “Hosting Hinman Enterprises. Where might I find our welcome kiosk?” She inspected the space while speaking. The interior redone since her last visit.

The lobby at the briefing center was a gleaming historical tour showcasing five decades of technology, with several rare machines shielded behind glass domes. The walls seemed constructed of gigantic plasma panels that shifted on the fly, from photos and videos one moment, to clean subtle backgrounds the next.

The woman pointed left. “The first panel,” she said. “It's highly intuitive. Let me know if you have any problems.”

Once at the panel, Elle noticed a small touch screen outlined in luminous blue. It included a cube of numbers, 1-9, and a big green ‘go’ in the corner of the touch pad. She placed her finger there and a natural sounding voice responded. Employee number please. Elle spoke the digits, and the screen displayed a series of documents associated with her briefing: technical history of the client, list of attendees, agenda, and more. She discovered by accident that the pages could be ‘turned’ simply by waving her hand in front of the screen. The technology was super-slick and Elle appreciated that. But she was also a girl who liked paper in her hands and seeing a print button, she pressed it. After a moment, printed pages emerged from the slot below the screen.

Every briefing included private client meetings, as well as open presentations. The latter covered more general topics and always included other EGT sales teams and their clients. As Elle scanned the list of enrollees for one of the open sessions, her arms fell limp. “Not this muthafucka,” she mouthed, then looked up. With no one near, she glared again at the paper in her right hand. This shit cannot be. But there it was, printed in deep cobalt ink. Scott McKay, that milk of magnesia-colored, punk-bitch of a teammate was enrolled in the Friday afternoon session. He was the last person she wanted to see.

Fucking white boys! When it came to business, they’d proven they were willing to do damn near anything to get what they wanted — with little regard for who might get stomped in the process.

An early example came almost twenty years ago during Shark School (the elite training ground for future EGT sales execs.) That particular week, the top five students were scheduled to have lunch in the CEO's private dining room at the New Castle compound with Jameson Clark, the CEO's right hand man. Several peers, button-downed white boys, conspired for her to miss the lunch by flattening every tire on her rental.

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