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point onwards , whether or not they throw us out. Down the line it’s just an early stop. I’m riding it for as long as I can and so should you, Oliver. Besides we still have twenty percent of the intellectual property we didn’t sell, so that makes us safe if we decide to do another start-up.”
    “ Yeah, for now. I’m meeting with Sherry again, I think she might try and make a play for exclusive rights to all the Intellectual Property.”
    “Mate , then I need to be there! She’s gonna try and fuck us out of our money or the I.P.”
    “Not yet. I want to be sure if that’s her intention.”
    Marc shoulders fell and disappointment clouded his face.
    I didn’t want him there, because his below the belt thinking would make things worse.
    I went through the file and called Emily in. I watched how Marc stared with intense disapproval, looking at her up and down before their eyes met.
    There was some sense of discomfort when Marc got up to leave. He frowned at her while walking past. Emily held her composure, ignoring him.
    Marc did a blow job motion behind her back at me.
    I was trying to keep a straight face.
    “Emily, I need you prepare the files, for this lot of redundancies.”
    “I finished all the ones you gave me . You sure this is not a duplicate?”
    “No , it's not.”
    I watched when she flicked through the documents Sherry gave me. It was cute to see her long lashes flutter through her glasses.
    “ Oliver… This is our half of our sales force, all the names of our account managers," she said. “What happened?”
    “ Sherry.”
    Her eyebrows raised and I walked in front of my desk to sit down on it.
    “ Sherry Rowan is the national sales manager for Cerberus petroleum. With the acquisition, we agreed that that only the duplicate roles in our company would be made redundant.
    “And she made the decision to lay off all of them.”
    “Exactly . I need you to finish off the rest of the documentation so I can call a meeting next week. Sherry has also asked for another meeting with me to finalise.
    “Okay.”
    I paused. “Are you free for dinner tonight?”
    Her ears pricked up and she finger-combed back a lock of her hair. “Oh! Oliver?”
    “ Sherry arranged a meeting over dinner and I want you there.”
    “You sure?”
    “I want to keep this professional and having you there will change the dynamics.”
    “Dynamics?”
    “I picked up very early in that meeting with Sherry that she has a fondness for younger men.”
    Emily cracked up laughing. “She’s a cougar…”
    I nodded. “I was hoping to get the rest of the information but she purposely stretched it out.”
    “W hat info do you need from her?”
    “The file she has details of about the Pro-rated payments, of all our account managers, based on the individual’s performance and time in our company.”
    “That sounds fair.”
    “No. when we signed the agreement we asked for a significantly higher payout, to recognise their efforts and loyalty.”
    I glanced at my watch and it was two p.m. "Emily, I need you to go through all the documents and get a heads up. Take the afternoon off, to find an outfit. I expect you to have a change in wardrobe now you are working for me.”
    She smiled at me and held the folder against her chest.
    “No clear heels then?”
    “I’d fire you if you turn up in those.  Dinner is at nine pm. I’ll pick you up.” I added.
     
    ***
     
    I adjusted my black tie and unbuttoned the lowest button, of my steel-grey suit. I had trouble finding my key to my grey Lamborghini, then I realised it was in the left pocket of my jacket. I guess having those bundles of cash in them from the week before, nulled out any sensation of objects being in there.
    The night was hot and humid, so I took the canopy down. The benefits of a convertible. The moon was beaming brightly through the clouds. It looked like it was going to clear by the time I arrived at Emily’s apartment.
    The Lamborghini’s engine sounded like a