The Knife In My Hand

Chapter One, What's Life?

Point Of View - Elma Rose

      B-u-z-z, b-u-z-z, my Pc goes off waking me up from my nap. It's time for my meeting with Caleb Dalton and Clover Heart. Caleb Dalton, my personal assistant and Clover Heart my Consigliere/ third in command. Since Zachary is my underboss/ second in command. He is doing my work in person while I just take some of his paperwork. How Does Zachary Do This Stuff! I feel like I have more respect for him.

      Now clicking the accept button for the video call. Once Caleb and Clover pop on the screen and I ask them both, "What's the latest?"

      Right now I can very easily tell that Clover is very nervous right now. "The Italians are being restless lately." Dalton told me as her voice was dry and desperate as she looked into the camera.

      Come on, is there anything more interesting? "Ok..." I glared at both of them.

      "U-m, the Spanish are wanting a meeting in person." Clover butted in and hesitated at the same time.

      "Next," I rolled my eyes at them.

      Both of them reacted fast after seeing me roll their eyes at them. Now they both quickly started looking over papers for a moment trying to find something to peak my interest. Then Dalton passed a paper to Clover. Give or take a few moments as Clover reads it and just tenses up. "Something that stood out from the weekly reports is that... Some weapons from the headquarters stash are going missing." Clover gulped after finishing her sentence. Weapons going missing meaning there is a traitor but that also means that we are losing money.

      I quickly reply with, "Is Asher and Destiny on it?" Asher Dawson is my Head of Amory and Destiny Nolan is Head of Security.

      "I will get them right on that." Dalton commented back while taking Clover's fidget from her. "Are you sure they can work together?" Dalton questioned because of the last incident at base. Asher and Destiny dating is currently off right now.

      "They should know to put work before personal feelings while on the job." I raised my voice while picking up a number two pencil.

       "Yes, Boss!" They both said at the same time while Clover was trying to get her fidget back.

       Putting down the pencil and looking into both of their brown eyes. "If there is nothing else I will get back to paperwork." I groaned my whole sentence out in front of them. The meeting cuts and I push my chair out of my desk while trying to spin with a boot. Standing up, grabbing my crutches and opening the door to the hallway.

      Closing the door behind me and Mila comes up to me. Her cute head was looking up to me as she wagged her fluffy black tail. "You are a good girl, Mila!" I told her while scratching her bottom. Mila loved me scratching her so much, she almost knocked me over.

      Walking over to the kitchen counter with Mila following me. Reaching over to the treat container and grabbing one. I kneel down and have my flat palm with a pumpkin dog treat on it. Mila sat down drooling for it. "Eat!" I commanded and she slobbered my hand quickly when it became in reach. After she was done I washed my hands with soap. Mila went back to the coach and watched me prepare my dinner.

      Sitting on the couch with my mixed veggie bag and Mila laying down next to me drooling on the hardwood floor. Picking up my personal smartphone and I look at the time and I need to get ready to leave for the evening. I finish my veggies and go to the storage closet. Mila goes to her dinner bowl, grabs it with her teeth and brings it to me. I just love that she knows this trick. It's just that her bowl needs to be plastic. Mila will not pick up a metal bowl, I learned that the hard way.