The Sinner's Saint

GHOST DID

He's never doing that again without a tranquiliser gun or duct tape within reach. Sebastian talked the entire way and Lev said nothing the whole time which did not slow Sebastian down at all. He parks, gets out, and speed walks to the entrance because his leg won't allow a full walk without making its feelings very known.

"Morning Boss," Kennedy puts his hand up for a high five. Lev looks at it like wtf is that? So Kennedy drops it. He rolls his eyes and quickly shuts the lift door before Kennedy can enter. The music playing in it is absolutely something Nikolai chose and he is going to change it.

"Good Morning," speaking of the devil, Lev nods at him as he falls into step beside him.

"You're sweating like hell."

"It's like I can feel it." Sarcastic Lev pulls through again "Ghost bitch ass," Lev mutters being serious this time and drops into his chair which his leg immediately thanks him for. It feels like a plane fell on it.

"What actually happened?" Niko asks taking a seat, even though he was definitely not invited over to take a seat.

"He injected a serum thing into my neck and now it's like a fever after falling down a 3-story building,"

"I already booked the lab for this afternoon. After the executive meeting."

"Mhm... No," it wasn't that Lev didn't want to get cured, it's just they'd have to use a syringe to get him the cure.

"I don't remember giving you a choice," bitch. Lev could feel the sweat running down his back and it was pissing him tf off. He genuinely hated sweating more than he hated most things. His AC was already on its lowest setting.

"Who is the boss?"

"You, but who's sick?" Niko smiles when Lev stares at him like he wants to kill him.

"Sir," Kennedy burst through the door looking like he just ran a marathon, panting, hands on his knees.

"What happened to you?" Nikolai asks, looking thoroughly weirded out.

"The executive lift—" Kennedy wheezes.

"Your problem," Niko shrugs and leaves. Lev told security that Kennedy specifically wasn't allowed in it this week. Kennedy had fucked up a file so it was payback also If he had to suffer, someone else was going to suffer with him.

He puts his head on the desk trying to steady himself especially with everything and sleep not really happening. He just needs to get through the meeting, get to his parents' house where Alex will be, explain everything before she finishes making up her mind about him, then get to the lab. That was the plan.

"You two are devils," Kennedy shakes his head and plops on the couch.

THE MEETING
The acquisition has been on the table for three weeks and everyone has had an opinion about it, which is the problem. Lev sits next to the head of the table since Emiliano is present and lets the executive go back and forth for the first twenty minutes because sometimes people need to hear themselves talk before they listen, and then he waits for a gap and closes it in about four sentences. The numbers work, the location works and he present managable solution for potential risks.

Thats basically the meeting.

Except that statement is wrong because Hartley from the east division has concerns, and Fischer wants to revisit the terms and they are acting like finance teens. Lev sits there with a fever behind his eyes and his leg doing what it's doing and watches two hours of his life leave his body while people who should have read the brief before arriving ask questions that are in the brief.