K is for Kay

Part 4

Bucant was in deep trouble. The hacker had yet to spill and Boss was demanding answers.

Blondie, 3rd in command, and C.C., 4th in command, were where they always were, behind him and playing the part of his shadow. They were his sons and their mother, Angel, was 2nd in command.

Although not as big as Bucant's, Angel also had muscles to brag about and she, along with Bucant, were shaping them to be just like him.

As Bucant flexed his bruised hand, relishing in the ache that came from his knuckles, Angel's black and blue face appeared in the door way.

"Boss called for you."

Bucant's body tensed but he got up anyway and staggered, for what other way could he walk with thick and stiff legs, his way down the hall and in front of Boss's office door. He gave two firm knocks before entering the compacted office. It wasn't really small, but Bucant's size plus all the furniture made him feel claustrophobic.

Leaning over a great desk and signing important looking documents was Boss. Bucant blinked in shock. Boss had wiry white hair pulled tightly into a bun, a body that was practically being swallowed by the office chair, and was most definitely female.

"Sit," Boss ordered which Bucant quickly complied to without thought. Finally looking up from her work, Boss squinted at him.

"You still haven't done what I asked you to do, Mr. Bucant."

Bucant's body went still. Boss's stare burned holes through him, waiting.

He stumbled out an answer, "I'm still working on it. She's stubborn, that one. I- "

He was cut short by her smoldering black gaze. "You will get me what I want by tomorrow- "

"but- "

"-and you will stop failing me. For your sake, I'll allow you to use any means necessary." He was very knowledgeable in those means.

"Remember, Mr. Bucant," Boss lent forward, never breaking eye contact. "you're expendable. Dismissed."