Which is why Louie should have taken his shit down to the basement. Why didn't he get someone else involved, someone he trusted, someone like me or Cade or any one of the Syndicate to look into things before he went and didthem and had to contact me on a whole different fucking level?
Because...fuck me, Rebecci?
Louie isn't stupid enough not to catch on to the fact that someone named Dominic Rebecci was mafia, even if he didn't tell him. And that looking up information must mean something bad.
Louie is a lot of things. He has an addiction to the wrong women, to gambling, to reckless decisions. But he is usually not this stupid.
Honestly, he deserves to lose his startup completely.
I have a good mind not to sell it back to him when this is gone and done.
I could see myself, if I squint real hard, as a boss man, a leader of others, head of the board.
Of course, if I did that and didn't actually want to lose the money I just went and sunk into this place, I would have to do work. The kind I'm not interested in.
Whatever financial cracks Louie has put into Barwon aren't showing yet, and if I have my way, they won't. I will patch them up by finding and fixing his mafia problem and whatever other illegal issues he has got.
This startup could really be something huge and is on its way, so of course he decided to fuck it up by getting the mafia involved.
The voice inside me says walk the fuck away.
But I can't. I'm going to have to play the part of big boss and secret takeover.
Being big boss means being here. And?—
Lola.
Oh, damn. I'm going to be her boss.
It doesn't matter. This is essentially fake. And I'm not planning on anything happening between us. But if I'm CEO,at least for now, then the longer I'm here, the greater the chance of us running into each other.
It is a small startup, but Louie has family money, regardless of his financial woes. He is also in a large building that is owned by his family.
Barwon shouldn't be in trouble.
I swallow a sigh as I wait for the elevator to reach the basement and fantasize about what I would do if this were mine.
Since there is no second elevator dedicated to the top floor, I would fix it so this elevator always remained empty when I'm the one using it. And maybe do the same for a few other people. Give them a sense that they are true VIPs.
Beyond that...?
For added security, I would have the top floor accessible by a lock.
As it is, my ride up was mostly smooth, just the gossiping girls. But the key access would effectively lock off all other floors from accessing the elevator as it ascended or descended from the top floor.
Not that it had to be a literal key. Might as well go full tech on this with face or fingerprint recognition.
"Yeah," I mutter. "So I can be, what? The fucking modern version of Rapunzel, the chick in need of a good haircut?"
Besides, Barwon isn't at the level of success to need a tighter, better security system yet.
If and when it gets there, I will handle it, since I'm the best man for the job.
I mean, who better than me to get the best security for someone? Because I don't work on installing them. I hack them.
My phone pings.
I glance at the incoming message from Lola and eye the latest photo.
