The Life I Want To Live With You

How It's Done Chapter 31

*Next Day*

A man sat at his desk in a meticulously organized office, his mind engrossed in contemplation. He pondered the myriad possibilities his organization could navigate, carefully considering the paths that the Church could approve. The hum of productivity and the soft glow of the desk lamp created an ambiance of quiet intensity as he delved into the strategic intricacies that lay ahead.

David, with his unyielding seriousness and commanding posture, exemplified the demeanor of a man deeply immersed in the intricacies of his responsibilities. Known for his penchant for reading extensively on marketing strategies and crisis management in the business realm, he approached his role with a strategic mindset. Behind the facade of a mentor and spiritual guide, he perceived the church as one vast business entity, strategically seeking profit without overtly revealing the underlying motives. His demeanor exuded a blend of calculated professionalism and a hidden entrepreneurial spirit.

"Brisker!" David bellowed for his worker. "Goddammit, Mitch!"

Mitch walked in with a neutral demeanor. "What happened, David?"

"Has Priscilla called? I've been waiting," he asked with a nervous voice.

"No, David, she hasn't. I can call her and ask if she wants to meet with you," Mitch replied nonchalantly.

"Perfect, do so then" Mitch nods and dials Priscilla's number. While the phone rings.

Marta, David's secretary, couldn't help but steal glances at him as he walked past her desk. Her eyes followed the lines of his tight dress shirt, revealing a muscular physique that seemed to captivate her attention. David, however, remained focused and didn't spare her more than a passing glance, unaware of the infatuation lingering in his secretary's gaze.

David furrowed his brow as he walked through the hallway, the sound of someone yelling echoing from the adjoining auditorium rooms. The guttural and animalistic nature of the noise raised his curiosity, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace to investigate the source. The muffled but intense shouts hinted at something unusual happening behind the closed doors of the auditoriums.

David approached the scene, recognizing the persistent troublemaker from the church. The man appeared frustrated, having spent an entire hour in the audition room without making any headway. The ordeal seemed to be testing not only his patience but also his commitment to the church's standards. David sighed, contemplating the best course of action to handle the situation. He decides to change an auditor, "Here, maybe this one will be more helpful, my friend." gently touches men's shoulder who looks at him with frustration.

"David, can I have at least 5 minutes of rest?" the man asks, David smiles gently and nods 

"But only 5 minutes Danny, also afterward I want you in my office." David said seriously

— Growing up in the influential grasp of Scientology following his parents' divorce, Danny Keough's formative years were deeply entrenched in the teachings and practices of the church. His stepfather, Alan Hollander, assumed a pivotal role in shaping Danny's early life as the director of the church mission in various locations. This familial connection with Scientology extended further through his mother, who actively contributed to the church's educational initiatives.

Having completed his education at the Delphian School, a private institution affiliated with Scientology, Danny embraced the doctrines of the church. This upbringing left an indelible mark on his worldview and values, making Scientology an integral part of his identity and personal history. The interplay of family dynamics, education, and religious influence painted a complex portrait of Danny's journey within the folds of Scientology. —