Tangled Web
There are times when I simply love my place in this world.
La belle dame visited me again, and it was an occasion worth remembering. I have a fresh bite anointing the other side of my neck, and the fond recollections of an encounter even more heated than the first one proved to be. She still would not tell me her name, however. She is keeping secrets, and in that respect she reminds me of myself. Like looking through a glass darkly, as it were.
Lilah is quite perturbed attempting to figure out what I'm up to. I returned to my desk from a meeting and discovered her skulking around. She should realize by now that I never leave any potentially incriminating information in plain sight. I'd truly believed she was more intelligent than that. She and Eve are quite a pair, sending encrypted messages across the network. No, I have not been able to ascertain their content, but I'm aware of what they're doing. It doesn't concern me.
Eve should spend more time dealing with her pretty little Slayer, perhaps, and less time worrying about my activities. It seems Kennedy is currently being held captive in the basement of the Hyperion, courtesy of the Angel Investigations team. Pity. One less person to attempt to backstab and outmaneuver me. However will I cope?
Perhaps I shall console myself by compiling my billable hours for the week. That always makes me smile.
La belle dame visited me again, and it was an occasion worth remembering. I have a fresh bite anointing the other side of my neck, and the fond recollections of an encounter even more heated than the first one proved to be. She still would not tell me her name, however. She is keeping secrets, and in that respect she reminds me of myself. Like looking through a glass darkly, as it were.
Lilah is quite perturbed attempting to figure out what I'm up to. I returned to my desk from a meeting and discovered her skulking around. She should realize by now that I never leave any potentially incriminating information in plain sight. I'd truly believed she was more intelligent than that. She and Eve are quite a pair, sending encrypted messages across the network. No, I have not been able to ascertain their content, but I'm aware of what they're doing. It doesn't concern me.
Eve should spend more time dealing with her pretty little Slayer, perhaps, and less time worrying about my activities. It seems Kennedy is currently being held captive in the basement of the Hyperion, courtesy of the Angel Investigations team. Pity. One less person to attempt to backstab and outmaneuver me. However will I cope?
Perhaps I shall console myself by compiling my billable hours for the week. That always makes me smile.