The Vet (The Goblin's Ponygirl Book 2) by Cardui Vanessa

Author:Cardui, Vanessa
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-11-16T00:00:00+00:00

Source – Excerpt

Gail buried her head in her hands, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and counted slowly to ten. Then she raised her head and looked back at her computer screen, hoping it would make more sense than it had ten seconds ago. It didn't. She'd been staring at spreadsheets until her vision had started to swim, but that wasn't the problem.

The problem was that expenses over two hundred dollars had to be approved by accounting. Or, well, that wasn't a problem exactly. Even if most people were more interested in their paychecks than in chiseling at expense reports, and even if the people who did chisel at expense reports were creative enough that it was hard to prove anything. Having a paper trail was a good idea, when it came down to it.

The problem was that Gail worked in accounting, which meant that she was the one who had to approve those expenses, or flag them for further review. Obviously, Gail didn't want to do her job. Nobody wanted to do their job. But that wasn't the real problem either. The problem was that some of those reports were from goblinlaw, and goblinlaw expenses were insane.

On the other hand, Jisi was the accounting department's expert in goblinlaw, and bothering Jisi sounded a lot more fun than staring at spreadsheets.

Jisi was a little hard to track down. She wasn't at her desk, which made sense—she didn't want to do her job any more than Gail wanted to do hers, and Jisi was better at avoiding work than Gail. She wasn't in the break room. She didn't answer Gail's text. Gail looked everywhere in the office she thought Jisi might be, then swung back around to the break room. Jisi still wasn't there, and neither was the box of donuts that had been on top of the fridge last time.

"Jisi?" Gail called. When she didn't get an answer, she climbed up on a chair and found a trail of crumbs leading to the cabinet above the fridge. "I think those were for a birthday."

A muffled chewing noise came from behind the cabinet door.

"Anyway," said Gail, "what's a knee tax?"

"No such thing." Jisi's voice was distorted both by the cabinet door and a mouthful of, presumably, donuts.

"So someone lied when they claimed a hundred and fifteen dollars for a knee tax?"

"Yes." Jisi chewed for a few more seconds before adding, "Unless they meant a kneecap tax. That's a tariff imposed on every functional kneecap in a region. Easy to avoid paying that one! But not always easy to walk away after avoiding it."

"Uh huh," said Gail. "But why a hundred and fifteen? If it's a tax on kneecaps, it should be an even number."

"Maybe they fucked up one of that guy's knees. That's a reasonable compromise, when you don't want to overdraw your expenses. Aha!" That last bit was loud, and Jisi burst out of the cabinet, triumphant.

Gail looked up at her. Jisi smiled, as wide as only a goblin could smile, scuttled to the end of the fridge, and kissed Gail.

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