Emersion Miller finds herself being shipped back out to the place she escaped five months ago. If she had known the consequences of agreeing to work again, she would have hung up on Mr Jimmy and kicked Mike where the sun doesn't shine, but only one...
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"You are one hard little lady to track down "a voice dooms behind Emersion, sending shivers down her spine
Emersion turns around on the stairs, struggling to hold the mountain of paperwork in her hands that she was dropping off at the drill shack "Mr Vidrine, are you lost "
"Not at all, just looking to come by and visit with you for a minute "Emersion gulps, looking up at the man that is at least 3 feet taller than her
"Well, how can I help you Sir "
"It seems as though you had something more you wanted to say in there, and I thought I'd give you the time to say it "an awkward silence surrounds the two as Mr Vidrine has his eye locked on her. Out of the corner of her eye, she can see Caleb staring at her with a questioning face, she sees his lips moving, but she can't make out what he's saying. After some time, Mr Vidrine breaks the silence.
"This rig is broke, "he asks
"I didn't say that, Sir "Emersion mumbles out
"Well it sounded like you did "Shifting uncomfortably on her feet, almost losing her balance and paperwork in her hands, she stares at the man
"Is there a reason you tracked me down, Mr Vidrine "
"We a big company, Emersion. BP, a very big far reaching, complex organisation a lot of moving parts, million of moving parts "tilting her head to the side Mr Vidrine continues "thousands upon thousands of people. We all work very hard to ensure that all those people and moving parts are functioning properly as a means to an end. Are you following "
Nodding her head "Yes Sir "
"Good. A very profitable end for all of us. So they the big picture, they the little picture. Like you and the malfunctioning shitters, but you see in point fact they kind of interconnected. There's a flow at work here Emersion. So if you're off, others are off, then I'm off, then we are all off then the whole damn train is off. You feel me Miss Miller "
"Are you on medication, Mr Vidrine "Emersion asks
"I'm merely trying to assess just how close this train is hugging the tracks "
"Ok. I hear you. Do you want my take "Emersion stands up a little straighter. Confidence oozing off her "You really want my take "Mr Vidrine nods his head
"I think you all are trying to run out of fuel as the wheels touch down, but running out of gasoline when the plane lands is not smart. It's flawed thinking. It's hope as a tactic "Emersion snaps at him
"Duly noted, much appreciated. "Sidestepping around him Emersion makes her way towards the drill shack, down the last couple of stairs.
Turning back around and stopping on the last stair. Emersion masters up the fakest smile and happiest voice she can and calls out to Mr Vidrine "Oh and Sir, have a wonderful day" jumping down the last steps, not even bothering to hear his reply, she makes a beeline to the drill shack.
"Piece of shit "she mutters under her breath opening the door
