Tank & the Rebel by Elizabeth Stevens

Author:Elizabeth Stevens
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kinky Siren
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

8

Gavin

As I walked back in after lunch, I saw Flo on the phone. She nodded as she made a note, and I leant against the top of the desk to wait until she was finished.

“Yes, Mr Nelson, I will,” she said, smiling from ear to ear. “Thank you so much. You, too.” She hung up and looked at me expectantly. “What can I do you for?” she asked.

“Just wondering if you can print me a copy of–”

The elevator dinged and out stalked Nico, scowling bloody thunder.

“Afternoon, Nico,” Flo said cheerfully.

“Is it?” he muttered as he made for his office.

He disappeared inside his door, slammed the thing hard enough to vibrate the walls, and then there was a crash and a bang from inside his room.

Rollie rushed into the hallway. “What happened?”

“Nico happened,” Flo explained.

Rollie nodded with a knowing smile. “Raegan steal all his loot again?”

“I don’t know. But I don’t think I’d be brave enough to ask him,” Flo said pointedly.

Rollie frowned. “That bad, huh?”

I nodded. “That bad.”

“Sheesh. All right, then. Someone get that fucker some coffee.” He pointed to Flo and me like he wasn’t It, then swanned back to his office.

Flo and I shared a glance. Nico wasn’t the most forthcoming of dudes at the best of time. He wasn’t the most patient or understanding or easy to get along with a lot of the time. But he had his tells.

If something had gone wrong with a client, he’d be beelining straight for the coffee machine, complaining the whole time about how stupid they were, and threatening to charge them double to cover the ‘Idiot Tax’. He’d be telling Chaos he was this close to resigning and starting the next big tech thing. Chaos would remind him that he could have done that years ago and didn’t, so he’s hardly likely to now. And then Nico would storm to his office, muttering about explosives.

That was, to date, the worst-case scenario.

This was…

This was something else.

I patted the top of Flo’s desk. “I’ll get back to you.”

“No worries,” she said.

I took a deep breath and headed for Nico’s office.

I could hear muttering and the sound of things moving about. He sounded agitated. More agitated than usual.

“I don’t know,” he shouted, and I opened his door to find him on his office phone. “Sorry, I don’t know,” he said more quietly, throwing a look to me.

For a second, I thought he looked a little guilty, then I realised he was just annoyed at me for interrupting him.

“I’ve gotta go,” he said into the phone and hung up. “What?” he asked me as he fell into his chair.

“You seem…agitated.”

“Agitated?” he scoffed. “I’m always agitated. It doesn’t require a special visit from the resident soft touch,” he snapped.

I frowned at him, knowing him well enough to know that he didn’t quite mean it the way it sounded, but still feeling like there wasn’t any call to be more of a dick than usual.

“If you need to talk–”

“Yeah, yeah,” he said absently as he waved a hand.

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