Sign Up | Log In

Home | My Home | Discuss | Contact


 


Victoria's Angels | sucker510 | 18

 

When Cobblepot returned from his meeting, Lindsay was looking busy at her desk. He dropped some paperwork on her desk: "File these and get me the quarterly reports when you're done."

She worked late into the day as he kept piling more work on her desk. She kept waiting for Marisa to call with good news - maybe Erin's been found! - but she only got more and more worried as no call came.

Lindsay finished just as the last of her coworkers left. It was just her and the boss here now. She wondered if she should leave.

She wished she had worn some superpowered lingerie or brought a weapon. She felt like beating a confession out of Cobblepot, but she didn't know if the shifty little man was too dangerous to take unarmed or not...

 

What now?


          Some late night dictation

 
 
 

view story map | bookmark thread | report thread

Login or Signup