explain."
She turned to one of the handful of
regulars.
"Tom, can you handle the bar for couple of
minutes? This won’t take long."
The guy looked at Will who nodded his
agreement and then we all filed out into the back room. I shut the
door behind us while Will glared at me like I was the devil
incarnate. Why is it that nobody ever thinks they're the bad guy,
not even when they've ripped off their ex-girlfriend's
multi-million dollar invention.
"Do we need this jerk off here with us?" He
said.
I had damn near fucked his girlfriend in this
bar - his bar - the guy-who-doesn't-get-the-girl's bar,
earlier that day. Of course he was sore about my being there and
the punk deserved it. He could make all the noise he wanted but
there was only one way this thing was going to go whether he knew
it or not.
"Sit down Will and shut up." I said. "I have
documents for you to sign before you call up your buddy Jeb and
tell him to drop all charges."
"Is that what this is about Medici? You
having your grand theft auto charge dropped? Forget about it.
Commit the crime, you do the time. Applies to rich and poor just
the same. One of the great things about this country of ours."
"I agree entirely Will, which is why I want
you to read this." I threw the pack of documents on the table,
pulled up a chair and sat down. Victoria took a seat next to
me.
"Read it Will." She told him. "We're being
nice to you. You have a chance here to not be an asshole and come
out of this without losing everything you own." She stared at him.
"Don’t blow it."
He sat down and snatched up the documents. It
didn't take him long to realize what they were. When he did he
flung them back down on the table.
"You'll never make any of this stick. I
didn’t do anything wrong. Your father added me to the list of
patent holders on your Life Defender project and he agreed that it
was time to sell it. I did it for us as well as them Vicky, you
have to see that."
She looked like she wanted to nail his balls
to the wall. I wouldn’t have stopped her if she had.
"Why didn't you just ask me Will? I don’t get
why you didn’t just pick up the phone and call. And why did you
pick the Life Defender? It's my biggest project, the one I put the
most time and money into. Couldn't you have picked something I
didn’t care about so much to fund your bar?"
"I'm your ex Vicky. For Christ's sake, you
don’t answer my texts or calls half the time. You make me feel like
a stalker. I couldn’t call you and I know you won’t ever believe
me, but trust me, I picked the Life Defender out at random. Your
father showed me so many of your ideas and none of them have ever
made a dime between them. I thought this was just another one of
your screwball notions that would end up rotting in your parents'
loft so I decided to make at least back a few bucks back on it by
offloading it to the highest bidder."
"Another one of my screwball notions? A few
bucks? Offloading to the highest bidder…." She was livid, boiling
with silent rage.
Of course she was.
The knuckle-head clearly had no idea how
insulting he was being to her creative talent; the single most
important thing to anyone whose talent it is to bring new ideas
into the world. The stupid clown really had no idea.
"I didn’t mean it like that Vicky--"
"Shut up Will. It doesn’t matter anymore, if
it ever really did. What you think about my work is irrelevant.
Medici Investments is willing to take a chance on me so that's all
that counts."
Will's face changed. In an instant he went
from supplicating and begging forgiveness to sulky defiance.
"Okay. I get it Victoria, it's all pretty
clear now, but let me just clarify so I'm sure I have it all
straight in my head. When you needed a job tending bar and a place
to stay you were happy to fuck me in my own bed. Now that you need
funding for your stupid little toy, obviously it makes more sense
to fuck the rich guy wherever the hell he wants to."
I reached over the table and
She turned to one of the handful of
regulars.
"Tom, can you handle the bar for couple of
minutes? This won’t take long."
The guy looked at Will who nodded his
agreement and then we all filed out into the back room. I shut the
door behind us while Will glared at me like I was the devil
incarnate. Why is it that nobody ever thinks they're the bad guy,
not even when they've ripped off their ex-girlfriend's
multi-million dollar invention.
"Do we need this jerk off here with us?" He
said.
I had damn near fucked his girlfriend in this
bar - his bar - the guy-who-doesn't-get-the-girl's bar,
earlier that day. Of course he was sore about my being there and
the punk deserved it. He could make all the noise he wanted but
there was only one way this thing was going to go whether he knew
it or not.
"Sit down Will and shut up." I said. "I have
documents for you to sign before you call up your buddy Jeb and
tell him to drop all charges."
"Is that what this is about Medici? You
having your grand theft auto charge dropped? Forget about it.
Commit the crime, you do the time. Applies to rich and poor just
the same. One of the great things about this country of ours."
"I agree entirely Will, which is why I want
you to read this." I threw the pack of documents on the table,
pulled up a chair and sat down. Victoria took a seat next to
me.
"Read it Will." She told him. "We're being
nice to you. You have a chance here to not be an asshole and come
out of this without losing everything you own." She stared at him.
"Don’t blow it."
He sat down and snatched up the documents. It
didn't take him long to realize what they were. When he did he
flung them back down on the table.
"You'll never make any of this stick. I
didn’t do anything wrong. Your father added me to the list of
patent holders on your Life Defender project and he agreed that it
was time to sell it. I did it for us as well as them Vicky, you
have to see that."
She looked like she wanted to nail his balls
to the wall. I wouldn’t have stopped her if she had.
"Why didn't you just ask me Will? I don’t get
why you didn’t just pick up the phone and call. And why did you
pick the Life Defender? It's my biggest project, the one I put the
most time and money into. Couldn't you have picked something I
didn’t care about so much to fund your bar?"
"I'm your ex Vicky. For Christ's sake, you
don’t answer my texts or calls half the time. You make me feel like
a stalker. I couldn’t call you and I know you won’t ever believe
me, but trust me, I picked the Life Defender out at random. Your
father showed me so many of your ideas and none of them have ever
made a dime between them. I thought this was just another one of
your screwball notions that would end up rotting in your parents'
loft so I decided to make at least back a few bucks back on it by
offloading it to the highest bidder."
"Another one of my screwball notions? A few
bucks? Offloading to the highest bidder…." She was livid, boiling
with silent rage.
Of course she was.
The knuckle-head clearly had no idea how
insulting he was being to her creative talent; the single most
important thing to anyone whose talent it is to bring new ideas
into the world. The stupid clown really had no idea.
"I didn’t mean it like that Vicky--"
"Shut up Will. It doesn’t matter anymore, if
it ever really did. What you think about my work is irrelevant.
Medici Investments is willing to take a chance on me so that's all
that counts."
Will's face changed. In an instant he went
from supplicating and begging forgiveness to sulky defiance.
"Okay. I get it Victoria, it's all pretty
clear now, but let me just clarify so I'm sure I have it all
straight in my head. When you needed a job tending bar and a place
to stay you were happy to fuck me in my own bed. Now that you need
funding for your stupid little toy, obviously it makes more sense
to fuck the rich guy wherever the hell he wants to."
I reached over the table and
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