#43 Whatcha Gonna Do? (400 words)

Inspired by: Whatcha Gonna Do?

Mrs. Nielson entered Jon Fall’s waiting room. 

“Good afternoon, he’s finishing up with a phone call, and I’ll buzz you in.” Tanya, Jon’s personal assistant, informed Mrs. Nielson. 

“Thank you.” 

Mrs. Nielson sat down and picked up a magazine. As soon as she found an interesting article, Tanya said, “He’ll see you now.”

“Thank you.” 

Mrs. Nielson presented Jon with files regarding the Reginald Rebreather without saying anything to her new boss. He silently flipped through it. After carefully reading every page, Jon closed the file and let out an annoyed sigh. 

“You used to work for Reggie, didn’t you?” 

“I was a lawyer for Seward Industries until you bought a majority share of the company. Since you absorbed the company, I work for you.” 

“Did you really think I wouldn’t notice?” 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” 

“Your report is missing a vital piece of information.”

“I am a lawyer. How do you billionaires not understand that? I don’t care about this. I work for the company, I’m not trying to get one over you.” 

“The tech that converts carbon dioxide back into oxygen, which I need to survive in the vacuum of space, is missing! Why do you think I bought you in the first place?” 

“I don’t know anything about tech. This is a summary of every division of the company. This is exactly what you asked for. If you are missing something, then you didn’t get it from us!” 

“Us!? I knew you’re working for Reggie still. You’re fired, I admire your loyalty, but you picked the wrong horse.” 

“Thank god! You and Reggie are the most incompetent successful men I have ever met!” 

Mrs. Nielson stormed out of Jon Fall’s office, slamming every door she could until she left the building.

Jon threw the file across the room, scattering papers everywhere. 

The intercom buzzed, and Tanya said, “There is a Reg Reginald on line one for you.” 

Jon picked up the telephone. 

“I bet you think you’re pretty smart, huh? Buying my company. Breaking my heart!” 

“Good evening, Reggie.” 

“Oh, it’s evening there. Sounds miserable.” 

“It’s been a long time.” 

“Not long enough! Did you realize I duped you yet?!”

“Have you?”

“As soon as I get my suitcase back. You stupid idiot! Whatcha gonna do…”

Jon Fall hung up the phone. He’ll have to find out what was so important about this suitcase.

Published by einquin

Writing personal exploration flash fiction as well as building the foundations for a comic book universe.

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