"This is everyone?" I don't look up as I scroll.
"Yes, Sir. All known guests." His voice is timid and squeaks. A feeble man.
"You keep saying known guests. Were there unknown guests?" I stop scrolling to look up at him.
"Um, yes sir.. five guests were either unknown, uninvited or were present under false names." He knows he's not to blame for this, but he also knows I don't care.
"Well, which was it?"
"Excuse me, Sir?"
"Which of the three was it? Unknown, uninvited, or here under false names?"
"Um... uh.. all three, Sir. If they were here under an alias, they would be, by definition, both unknown and uninvited."
Little shit. Maybe he's not so feeble after all.
"Well. Get me images of these unknown guests immediately. I need to know who this Zina woman is who stole from me!" I hand the pad back to him.
I yank back on it as he pulls away and jerk him closer to me.
"And don't ever speak to me like that again... do you understand?"
Before he can answer, Victor grabs me by the neck.
"Hey! Why are you terrorizing this poor man?" He peels my hand from the pad, and I give the servant a look to ensure him I was serious. "What's your name?" Victor asks.
"Fallon, Sir." The servant replies to Victor.
"Fargo, apologize to Fallon." Victor clenches down harder on my neck. Giant prick. The apology oozes out from the cracks in between my teeth.
"Fallon... I apologize for my tone with you just now. I know you were just doing your job. Poorly, but doing it none the less. If you could, please get me those images... I would greatly appreciate it." I give Fallon a manufactured smile and nod my head to Victor. "Happy?"
"Thank you, Sir.. right away." Fallon scurries off to whatever nest hole he came from. Victor, let's go of my neck.
"What the hell was that about?"
"None of your business, you Neanderthal." I punch him in the chest, and my wrist feels like it breaks against his pec. "Goddam... what the fuck are you?" I shake my hand and turn to walk away.
He grins and follows me.
"Why are you such an asshole to the workers?"
"I'm not an asshole. They're servants. That's the way you speak to servants."
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The Eight of Earth
Science FictionThe Eight of Earth is my debut novel and just released on Amazon! I have worked on this novel for the last four years as I played Major League Baseball and although an injury forced me to retire early, it gave me the opportunity to finish this epic...
