Posted by Civilian Logan Mills (Smuggler) in Business As Usual? (Tag Mills)

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Posted by Civilian Logan Mills (Smuggler) in Business As Usual? (Tag Mills)
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The morning began with a call.

[o] Mr. Devalin, this is the reception desk. A package has arrived for you, sir. Would like us to send it up? Or will you pick it up on your way out? [o]

Sky Harbor Tower Reception

Logan rubbed his eyes, sitting up. “Send it up, please.” He said. It was likely from the mysterious man he’s been working for. Though why it hadn’t just…appeared…in his apartment he wasn’t quite sure.

He walked out into the kitchen, occasionally lightly slapping his cheek to wake up. “Wake up. You’ve got a job today, last thing you need to is to fall sleep when meeting clients.” He said in way of a pep talk to himself.

Logan Mills

The chime rang. It was one of the building staff with a large envelope.

Inside was a series of images, individuals, with a sheet of actual paper with specific about them attached. A small note on the front said ‘Memorize this. You have 20 minutes.’

The Boss

Thanking the staff member, Logan sat down, setting himself a timer to memorize the specifics. He decided to stop questioning why at this point. If he was going to be embroiled in something more illegal, so be it. At this point, there was no getting out.

Logan Mills

Less than an hour later, a slider was ready for him at the front entrance to the building. The door slid closed as he climbed in, and in a half hour the car stopped in the financial district of the city in front of a large multi-tenant office building.

As he walked onto the lobby, a wholly unfamiliar face walked up to him. “Mr. Devalin? My name is Johnathn Brooks, sir.” The speaker was human, male, and his early forties. “I was your father’s Executive Assistant. I know this is hard, but I want you to know I am here to help if I can. If you will follow me, I’ll show you to your office and then the conferenece room.” and he gestured to a series of lifts in the back of the lobby.

The Boss?

“Uh, thank you.” Logan said, following the man to the lifts. Already down to business, didn’t seem like it was too illegal, just yet. He was curious if he was ever going to actually meet whoever that random voice was, but now was not the time, besides, what was he going to ask, ‘do you know who it was who did this to me?’ is not generally a question that goes over very well in any circle.

Logan Mills

Brooks called the lift and then pressed 18 when they stepped inside. As they began to move, he said “So he reps from Cartwright and H’al-en are here already. I’m sure your father probably told you about the merger of the our two companies, and this is just kind of a formality before the final agreements are stamped by the Boards of both companies and such. They just want to extend their sympathies and ensure that you are not going to change anything last-minute.” Logam’s wrist communicator vibrated with an incoming text.

Call it off. Recommend playing the family angle. ‘My dad built this company with his own two hands’ kinda stuff. But cank the deal. Thats only job today.

The Boss

Logan raised an eyebrow at the message, but nodded to himself. “He mentioned it in passing.” He said, as the lift came to a stop.

Logan Mills

The doors opened into a small hallway. Multiple doors on both sides led to various companies and divisions of those companies. But at the end of the hall was a single door with a sign that said Devalin Shipping and Recieving. The two walked through the door and into a small office with a reception desk. An Orion woman sat behind the desk and she smiled at Brooks. “Mr. Brooks, welcome back. And Mr. Devalin, a real pleasure to meet you. I’m Kasindra, the Receptionist. We all were truly saddened to hear about your dad. He was a good man, and a fantastic boss. If you need anything, let me know.” She looked back at Brooks and said “They are here. Conference room.” Brooks nodded and looked at Scott. “Ready?”

Devalin Staff

“Ready as I can be.” Logan said, following Brooks into the Conference room. He considered walking in and just saying the deal was off, but that would look highly suspicious so he decided to pretend to humor the contract signing.

He nodded to the representatives of the other company as he entered. Taking his seat, he spoke. “Shall we get to it then.”

Logan Mills

Brooks looked at hima moment and then said to the representatives, two humans and a Rigellian, “Gentlemen, thank you for coming. I’m sure yku can empathize with Mr. Devalin’s… ‘directness’.” They all nodded and one of the humans said “Of course, of course. Mr. Devalin… Scott, if I may be so bold… we were deeply saddened to hear of the loss of your father. He was a good man, and we will miss his candor and humor a great deal. He spoke very highly of you and your desire to enter the business world. He knew you would do amazing things. And speaking for all of us, we are excited to have you as part of the merger.”

The Money People

“I’m excited to be part of the merger.” Logan said, quickly taking in the room as he spoke. “My father built this company with his own hard work. It’s important to me, as I’m sure you know. If this is what he would’ve wanted, then I’m willing to review the contract and sign today if everything looks good.”

Logan Mills

Brooks looked at the representatives and held up a hand. He then leaned into Scott and whispered softly “The contract has been reviewed and approved already, Mr. Devalin. All that remains is the signing by their Board and you to finalize. Your father was willing. I don’t think review will be necessary. I mean, the signing is supposed to take place day after tomorrow.”

Brooks

Logan looked between Brooks and the representatives. “Then I guess we’re calling this deal off. My father built this company, and I don’t actually think that this merger is a good idea. We’re not going through with this.” He stood up and looked at Brooks. “Please ensure that whatever needs to be done to cancel this agreement is done.”

He looked at the representatives, nodding to them. “Gentlemen. I apologize, but I’d much prefer to keep the company in the family. I hope you understand.” He said as he left the room. He made a cutting motion to Kasindra. “I’m not going through with the merger, and I’m not entertaining other options or alternatives. Please see the representatives out.”

Logan Mills

The woman looked at him as if he had grown a third eyeball for a moment… and then she grinned. “Yes sir!” she said enthusiastically and presed the comms. At that moment the door burst open and Brooks came storming into the room. “WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?! Do you know how long I have worked… how much I have put into this deal… how many late nights and crap meals and smiling at your simpleton of a father?!? DO YOU?!?!” The wrist comm vibrated…

Kill him. Now.

The Boss

Logan reached into his pocket and pulled out the phaser. Without looking, he set it to kill mode–something else he practiced during the two weeks–and shot the phaser at Brooks, hitting him square in the chest. After a moment to let his ears stop ringing from Brooks’s shouting, he looked at Kasindra, keeping the phaser at his side, but not raised. “No one insults my father like that.”

Logan Mills

Ksindra stared at him for a moment and then said “You owe me five slips of latinum.” A low moan escaped from Brooks and he rolled on his side. “I’m gonna puke…” he predicted. “Waa waaa waa.” she said. The door to the rooms past the reception desk opened, and the Breen from a few weeks ago came in. Behind him came a human man in a nice suit, impeccably groomed. He looked down at Brooks and said “Throw up yet?” to which the man on the floor said “No. And I’m not gonna.” through gritted teeth. The man chuckled and said “Uh-huh, sure.” and then he looked at ‘Scott’.

“You know you should never… and I mean never… just kill somebody like that.” The voice… it was the voice from the comms. And the whatever black place Logan had been a prisoner in. “Seriously. Question authority sometimes, will ya? Especially is lives are on the line. I didn’t hire you to be an assassin, after all.”

The Boss