“This is what you want?” I confirm. Not even truly knowing what kind of scene she wants to cause.
“He invaded my privacy, he broke me a little bit. I’m all put back together now, but it only seems fair that he gets it dished back to him. If anything gets out of hand we’ll leave right away.”
I scrub a hand over my face. “I really don’t want to go to jail for strangling this dick,” I tell her.
“That’s why Ben will be on Gavin duty, and you’ll be on me duty,” she says smiling.
“Remind me never to get on your bad side.”
“Then it’s decided. Let’s take a little field trip to see your brother’s new company,” she says, as she grabs an eight by ten framed picture of the three of us. It’s actually a tamer image, where the three of us are laughing while standing next to each other.
The whole drive to Dennis Commercial I worry that we’re doing the wrong thing, but Kate wants vengeance, and who am I to deny this woman anything?
“Mr. Dennis is in a meeting,”the woman at the front desk says, and Kate doesn’t even register her words, just storms past the desk and swings open the door to Will’s office.
He in fact was not in a meeting. His darkened eyes look over me and Ben with disgust, before landing on Kate.
“Thought you weren’t supposed to be within three-hundred feet of me. Do I need to call the police?” he asks sarcastically. “Or did you come here to beg me not to share your dirty little secret and give me back my shares.”
Kate taps her chin three times. “None of those things actually,” she says, placing the picture frame on his desk, and adjusting it a few times on the table. “What do you think? Too much for your brother’s new office?” Kate asks me, scrunching her nose.
“You gave him a pretty good deal, the least he could do is admire our faces every day before work,” I say.
“I still think we should’ve gone with the one with my face on your tits,” Ben adds and Kate laughs.
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Will says, his hand already on his phone, ready to call security.
“Oh, that’s right. It’s irritating not knowing something, isn’t it? Sucks to have someone you thought you knew go behind your back and do shady shit,” Kate says as I watch her in all her glory; I’m pretty sure Ben is hard watching her tear this man to pieces.
“What did you do, Kate?”
She taps her chin a few times. “What did I do? Hmm. Well, I didn’t stalk you, threaten you, or get someone else pregnant.”
Will stands up abruptly and I take a step closer to Kate, and her hand grabs my forearm. Her ex-husband assesses us, adjusting his suit jacket.
“What. Did. You. Do?” he says, his voice raising.
“You better watch your motherfucking tone,” I tell him pointing at him.
“Baby, what did I do?” she asks Ben.
Will looks over at my brother, seeming even more irritated over the fact that there are two of us in her corner versus one.
“Oh. You mean how you sold your shares to my brother, and Lincoln Carlson of Carlson Commercial is now the majority shareholder of Dennis Commercial. That thing?”
“Bingo, that’s the one,” Kate says, and Will grabs the framed picture of us, knocking it onto the ground, the glass shattering into pieces. “Don’t worry, I really did the photoshoot more for myself and have prints I’m going to be putting up around the house.”
“You fucking did what?” Will bellows.
Kate adjusts her stance. This man is taller and bigger than her, but she doesn’t care as she takes a step toward his desk staring him down.
“Listen to me carefully because I’m not going to repeat myself. I know I was a wet blanket in our marriage, that I gave up at some point and we were no longer a good fit, but never once did I belittle you or ever treat you like I didn’t care about you as a person. You hurt me, you threatened me and made me feel unsafe. I suggest you sell the remainder of your shares to Carlson Commercial and get the fuck out of Florida, because it doesn’t end here.”
“I’m not going to let you strong arm me, bitch.”
That’s it.
Kate can’t even move before I’m rounding the desk and grabbing the asshole by the collar and shoving him up against the wall.
