Machinations
INTEROFFICE MEMO
To: Senior Partners
From: Lilah Morgan
Re: Security
I demand that something be done about security in this building, immediately.
A couple of weeks ago I was accosted by Angel in my office; it seems that the vampire early warning system is incredibly worthless. The other day I was abducted at gunpoint in the parking garage by Wesley Wyndham-Pryce and threatened with my life if I did not release certain information to him. This is unacceptable.
What is the point of paying enormous amounts of money for worthless security? Does it not concern you that the members of Angel Investigations are in and out of here as if this were their own living room? It concerns me. Those of us who work for the firm give our all to provide the service you expect; we have a right to personal safety on office grounds.
lm:gs
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Lilah paced the carpeted floor of her office, a scowl clouding her face. Her Manolo Blahnik heels insisted on getting caught in the fibers underfoot, and finally she kicked them off in a fit of pique, one of them knocking a chip of paint out of the wall when it hit.
Wesley Wyndham-Pryce. How she wished death and dismemberment on him. If there were any feasible way, she'd... She puffed out an aggrieved sigh. Dammit. She was furious because he had managed to scare her. What could she do to make him feel as though she were complying with his threats?
An idea occurred to her, and she stabbed at the intercom. "Grayson? Find Darla for me. Now."
To: Senior Partners
From: Lilah Morgan
Re: Security
I demand that something be done about security in this building, immediately.
A couple of weeks ago I was accosted by Angel in my office; it seems that the vampire early warning system is incredibly worthless. The other day I was abducted at gunpoint in the parking garage by Wesley Wyndham-Pryce and threatened with my life if I did not release certain information to him. This is unacceptable.
What is the point of paying enormous amounts of money for worthless security? Does it not concern you that the members of Angel Investigations are in and out of here as if this were their own living room? It concerns me. Those of us who work for the firm give our all to provide the service you expect; we have a right to personal safety on office grounds.
lm:gs
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Lilah paced the carpeted floor of her office, a scowl clouding her face. Her Manolo Blahnik heels insisted on getting caught in the fibers underfoot, and finally she kicked them off in a fit of pique, one of them knocking a chip of paint out of the wall when it hit.
Wesley Wyndham-Pryce. How she wished death and dismemberment on him. If there were any feasible way, she'd... She puffed out an aggrieved sigh. Dammit. She was furious because he had managed to scare her. What could she do to make him feel as though she were complying with his threats?
An idea occurred to her, and she stabbed at the intercom. "Grayson? Find Darla for me. Now."