Fallen Angel by G.K. Parks

Author:G.K. Parks [Parks, G.K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Modus Operandi
Published: 2020-04-28T22:00:00+00:00

Sixteen

I kept sneaking quick peeks at my watch. The hearing should be underway. Did Scott Renwin show up in person? Did he have counsel? Toying with my phone, I checked the tracker’s location. According to this, Scott’s truck was parked at the precinct. Maybe he couldn’t get the day off, or maybe he drove a cruiser to court. The bastard might have shown up in full police regalia in the hopes of swaying the judge’s opinion. I wouldn’t put it past him.

“Mr. Cross?”

I blinked and clicked to another slide. “As I was saying, data breaches could have catastrophic repercussions.” Luckily, my carefully crafted notes and detailed presentation got my mind back on track. I didn’t even finish going through the slides before my first official Cross Security client signed the contract.

“I don’t need to see anything else. Your investments and tips made me millions. I trust you. If you say this is what needs to be done to safeguard my company and assets, I say let’s do it.”

“Okay, great. My assistant will schedule the initial review and consultation, and we’ll take it from there.”

We shook hands, concluding my second meeting of the day. The first one didn’t go nearly as well. My potential client wanted to review the information and present it to his partners before signing the contract. Still, I got the impression it was a strong maybe and not an overt no.

After my second appointment left, Justin stepped into my office. “We got one. Is it too early to start celebrating?” He held up a bottle of scotch.

“No, but I better not come back from lunch to find you sloshed. Don’t forget our final appointment is this afternoon with Miranda.” I straightened my tie and buttoned my jacket. “Did you order a car?”

“Yes. It’s waiting downstairs.”

“Excellent.” I dug the phone out of my pocket, but I didn’t have any messages. “Hold down the fort while I’m gone.”

“Yes, sir.”

“And save me a glass of scotch.”

“Will do.”

I slipped inside the town car, glad to have a few moments of quiet before we picked up Mr. Rathbone on our way to the restaurant. I needed the time to rehearse my next presentation. Since Rathbone had an army of private security and a trusted board who kept his company up-to-date with the times, he didn’t want Cross Security to pitch him new ideas or protections. He wanted me to evaluate his security measures and personnel, find weaknesses, and eliminate them. Despite his grandfatherly exterior, Rathbone was the most cutthroat and ruthless man I’d ever met. And he wanted me to excise any malignancies with precision and ease.

The car picked him up outside his office skyscraper. Maybe I should have gotten a limo instead of a town car, but the idea seemed too ostentatious at the time. Now, I wasn’t sure. We made small talk until we arrived at the restaurant. Once there, Rathbone ordered a steak, bloody, and a bottle of red wine. I followed suit, launching into my pitch while he sliced through the meat with zeal.

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