a small Mr. Black Story I came up with a few months ago.
A few days after sending the Crimson Courtier out to a new life. Jason Black had received some upsetting news. Money from Mr. Blacks account had been stolen not an excessive amount. But finally making a noticeable difference.
A trained accountant and Killer Jason figured his money was being funnelled between one of two people. His manager or his secretary.
His Manager a good old friend from his days in the company. His Secretary he had met her once on a fluke encounter. She did now know he was the man who employed her. But she was still a pleasant young woman aged about thirty two trying to manage her own business while being his secretary.
Not wanting to peck out his long business partner. Jason decided to go and investigate his Secretary who he referred to as Miss Satin. Finding the best way to do that was to pose as an intern at her office. Jason filled out an application and was easily accepted into the office.
Working under Miss Satin herself it was relatively easy. However she did notice him trying to peek at some of the documents he had given her. She certainly did not take kindly to his snooping. Asking him to work extra hours for half the pay wasn’t necessarily a good way to boost office morale.
Jason continued his play for two weeks noting her habits. From her Monday morning coffee run with Natalie Helms a receptionist downstairs. To her solitary Wednesday lunch break which always took an extra half hour. Fridays she went to a high class bar to sit at a table by herself drink some wine and eat dinner.
Saturday she spent cruising around the local markets to pick up her groceries then to a foreigner market to pick up jewellery and ornaments. Sundays she had stayed at home all day usually dressed in pure silk pyjamas.
Struggling to decide when to deal with her. It was not an issue of lack of openings. Her seclusive lifestyle left her hours to days on end where no one would miss her. But he still had to make sure she would be secure and there was no way of doing so without violence where she couldn’t escape.
The third week of observation. Jason decided now was the best time to intercede. Taking the last of the documents she had expected him to go through. He carried them to her office knocking gently on the door.
“Come in”
turning the knob Jason walks in the find Miss. Satin bundling into her fall coat she was set to bind her hair into a headscarf when Jason walked in.
“What is it Jason?” she spoke looking from her watch up to him.
“Its five o’clock time for home surprised you did not run out I imagine you have wings and beer with some buds for later” shaking his head he holds up the files
“Ma’am these files for you...” she nods as he walks them to her desk setting them on top she nods turning she began to wrap her head in the scarf tying it below her chin before turning to see Jason still standing there.
“alright I will look over them thank you... is there something wrong” shrugging Jason looks out to see the only window in his office. The janitor wouldn’t show for another two hours he had to make it quick. Watching as Miss. Satin turns to set the files inside the cabinet when Jason moves swiftly.
Drawing a cloth from his pocket Jason draws a white cloth approaching from behind he quickly draws it to her mouth and nose.
“Nmmphf uhmphf” shaking her head her breathes began to shorten and faint to little huffs collapsing to sleep. Jason got ready taking the secretary from the office down the fire exit where no cameras could pick up his image.
In the parking garage. Escorting her to his truck he set her in the back binding her hands with zip ties. Placing a bag over her head before rushing back in to grab most of her files plus her two or three thumb drives.
Getting into his truck Jason began to drive taking back roads and side streets where he could speed through stop signs and not be noticed. Steering to her apartment complex. Parking in the back lot Jason carried her over her shoulder using her own keys to get in.
Unlocking her door Jason set a chair from the kitchen and set her on it. Cutting the zip tie and binding her with a satin scarf from her neck Jason walks into the next room and grabs a handful. Blindfold and binding her at the ankles.
“Hel... Hello...” she began to speak calmly shifting her head to see around Jason could see her hands trying to break the bonds of her silk scarves.
“I do not know what your aim here is Jason... but you are messing with someone you do not want to get angry” Jason nods beginning to sort through the papers.
“Yes a private contractor... you’ve been making a large sum of money thanks to him or them whichever you want to call it”
“What is this some kind of interrogation?”
“Interrogation and interview it seems you have had some ill gotten gains added to your accounts some of which unearned”
“Unearned... if this a way to trick me it will not work?”
“So where do you get your money Miss. Satin or is it Miss Devonshire oh does not matter to me... so do you receive the money from George Buroughs or one of his errand boys I know he has damn near a hundred of them”
“Who sent you?”
“George... it seems you and Georges mutual business associate has been missing money from his cut, now you may seem to think a million dollars a crack may be a considerable amount but from how much he travels how much time and effort not to mention the risk he takes I do not believe it is unfair to believe he earns his share”
“His share I earn my share as he does” Jason nods looking down.
“I need to look over your books and files to make sure all is as it should be you can either sit here quietly or I can take steps”
“Don’t you look into those... I will scream someone will hear me I know they will” Jason stands up grabbing a cloth he rinses it under water before approaching. Stuffing her mouth as hers opened to scream. Taking a silk scarf Jason knotted the centre and put it between her lips before stepping back.
“Lmmphf mmphf gmmphf!” she grumbles fighting her bonds Jason watches her for a half hour squirm and wiggle. Grumbling and grunting into the gag Jason set down to the work.
Opening each page Jason realised he had set himself to a massive task. He had three or four months of paperwork to look over. And his financials came in weekly updates he had to look over a hundred and twenty papers. Fortunately Jason had taken courses in accounting while it was boring and monotonous work.
Brewing a pot of coffee for himself he set himself to the task scrolling through two or three weeks worth. By the end he diagnosed between the tax free accounts to the off shore accounts to Panama and the more noticeable ones in Switzerland.
After reading one months worth Jason had noticed a soft cooing sound from Miss Satin. Jason had stood up and crept close to hear her softly snoring into the gag. Sitting himself down again Jason proceeded to work. The sound of his secretary sleeping in her bound state seemed to give the atmosphere a calm sensation.
(Midnight)
After checking a hundred twenty pages and cross-referencing said pages with the files on her thumb drives. Jason had no doubt that his secretary was not the one skimming money.
The money had been missing before it was given to her to distribute to severed accounts. Jason sits back scrubbing his stubbled chin Jason began to examine Miss Satins black book of contacts.
Before he can get far his phone begins to vibrate. Jason picks up the phone seeing it was George Boroughs. Answering calmly Jason sits back.
“This is Black!”
“Mr. Black I have done some searching and investigations is complete I believe Miss Satin is to blame for the embezzlement I have sent a few errand boys to handle her now care for polaroids or trophies?” Jason looks out a window seeing a sedan pull up three men wearing dark hoodies and cargo pants. Jason nods.
“No just get the money back” Jason nods looking down drawing a 22 caliber Luger with a suppressor on the end of the barrel. Jason wrapped his head in a headscarf. Grabbing on of Miss Satins Purses Jason set the gun inside and walked out the hall waited for them.
Four men wearing dark clothing marching single file down the hall Jason happened to notice one kept himself armed with a magnum revolver. Jason drew the gun from the purse and raises the gun to eye level with aflick of his thumb the gun was ready for business.
ten minutes later.
Jason held the leader of the Hit squad by a satin noose. Pulling him behind Jason Drew the gun to the mans head.
“Who sent you what were your orders?”
the leader grumbles as Jason began to apply pressure to the small GSW to his shoulder. Making him squeel before Jason presses a gloved knuckle into the mans jaw.
“Fuphf yuphf!” kneeing the man in the face Jason steps over the man grabbing his noose tight again.
“Kill her that is it kill her make it look like we tortured her...” nodding Jason looks down on him.
“Where can I find George Boroughs?” the man began to gargle before Jason applies more pressure and a gun barrel to the mans forehead.
“He is in the Villa of the Goldenstein hotel... no security save a small pistol so as I know that is it I swear” nodding Jason snaps the mans neck.
(Two hours later)
Miss Satin wakes up in her bed her eyes narrow sitting forward she reads a letter left for her. Strangely all is as she had left it. Her scarves neatly tucked in the drawer. As she examined all had been as she left it. Was last night some strange dream. Coming to the kitchen table a note reading.
call me 1-638 *******
dialling the number Miss Satin felt the nerves caught in her throat when she heard and unfamiliar voice.
“Hello?”
“Hello Miss Satin I am sorry your night was so rough my enforcer can get a little over-zealous in the performing of his duty”
“Is this Mr. Black, I did not steal any money from you sir please believe me”
“I do” her mind was racing what would it take to convince him. Wait what, he believed her.
“It appears Mr. Boroughs has been embezzling for a year or two, he has been replaced from my corporation, do you think you can handle business if I give it to you directly”
“Me-ee!” her voice squeaked nervously and the man nods looking down “yes you... it comes with a hefty pay-raise consider it an apology for last nights debacle“
Miss Satin nods standing up straight.
“Very Good Mr. Black how may I be of service”
Mr. Black and his Satin secretary. M/F
Mr. Black and his Satin secretary. M/F
Last edited by WyattW5 4 years ago, edited 1 time in total.
A good and clever way to weed out the crooks 