TITLE: Job Hunted
Toni is an investigator for a company specializing in bringing corporate criminals to "justice." She's staking out a suspected a suspected embezzler when an unidentified man appears on the scene.
A beam of light glinted off the oblong object in the man's right hand. With the speed and power of a cheetah bringing down a gazelle, he grabbed Miriam's head, yanked it back against his abdomen, and plunged the syringe into her chest. Her arms flew out--slender fingers fluttering--then went limp.
Toni froze. Her heart threatened to burst through her ribs. Oh, my God--
She grabbed her phone and let a reassuring trickle of anger focus her thoughts. Mike was an ass, but she never considered he'd be so petty.
"You should have reported in fifteen minutes ago," Mike said, not even bothering with hello.
"What the hell is going on?" Toni replied, equally brusque.
"About the target, Mike. Who do you think--"
"I expect you to do your job, no matter how boring. You better have a good reason for--"
"Drop the act, Mike. Of all the low, tactless behaviours--" Toni cut herself off, biting back words she would regret.
"We knew her age presented risks."
If he was going to play games he could take her job and shove it up his fat ass. "You kept me here, sweltering in a urine-soaked sauna while you had her marked for the cleaners."
"What happened? When did you get the evidence? How long--"
"How many days have you been stringing me along? One? Three? You s***-faced bastard."