Money is Power part 1

I gave notice at work today. My boss knew it was coming. He is sorry to see me go, but I don’t need to work anymore, and I need a change anyway. Today I got the check. My wife was killed as a result of a mix up with a pharmaceutical company. They made a terrible mistake in the manufacturing process, and tainted pills got out. It wasn’t many, and they caught it early. But not early enough to save my wife and six others. We all got large settlements on the condition that we not talk about. After the lawyer’s cut, I got 1.75 million dollars. I’d rather have my wife, but no one asked.

I was just back from lunch, and my floor was empty. There were only a handful with offices up here. Some were on their day off, some were still at lunch, and the rest were working on the floor, taking care of business. I was just waking up my computer when Mindy walked in.

Mindy is in her 30s, brown hair, brown eyes, nice figure, C-cups boobs. I’ve always thought she was hot. She barely knew I existed. I could count on one hand, in the ten years we had worked together that she had been in my office. Granted she had no reason to be on this side of the building, which made her visit odd.

“I heard you gave your notice”

It was common knowledge what happened to my wife, and everyone pretty much guessed that I had gotten a large chunk of change. I hadn’t said much about it, but mighty oaks grow from little acorns. I answered back and she made small talk for about a minute, but it was obvious she wanted something. I had a feeling I knew what.

“I need $30,000” Mindy asked

So it starts. I went into a speech that I had actually rehearsed that I was not going to give money away or invest it with anyone. This was blood money and I was going to use it live the life my wife would have wanted me to. That was basically bullshit, but I was hoping the implied sentiment in it would keep people at bay.

Mindy started to get emotional and blurted out.

“Please, I’m desperate. I have to have the money”

OK. I’ll bite. “Why?” I asked

She got quieter and said that she couldn’t tell me. Yeah, that was going to work. I’m going to start giving away money to every pretty face that asks for it, just because.

“Well, in that case, No”

“Please, I’m begging. I’ll do anything. I have to have $30,000 in a week”

“If you will do anything, how about starting with telling me exactly why.”

“I can’t. I could go to jail”

Perfect what is she trying to drag me into.

“Look, I don’t want any part of anything illegal. I’ve probably heard too much already. Let’s just pretend like you were never here”

“No! You wouldn’t be in any trouble. I’m the one…” and then she stopped, figuring she said too much.

“OK, give. Tell me what the hell is going on, or leave.” I was curious and a tiny voice was whispering in my ear.

“I took $30,000 from John’s church building fund and the audit is in about a week.