“That isn’t something I’m able to do,” she tells me.
“Pull it up, Doris,” I demand this time. She jolts a little at hearing her first name coming from my mouth. She clears her throat and types on her computer.
“I see it, I just can’t do it.”
“What we’re going to do here, Doris, is wipe out all of her tuition. What she’s already paid is going to be refunded to her,” I explain calmly as she looks up at me.
“Devon,” she begins, but I cut her off.
“No, don’t Devon me. I’m here for one thing only, and that is to get this handled,” I tell her.
“Your father-” she starts, but again I stop her by raising my hand.
“My father may like to know what you get up to in your off time. Or who you get up onto during school hours, Doris. I would hate for you to lose your job for fucking one of the professors,” I inform her. Her face pales as she looks at me, unsure what to say. Slowly, she lowers her head and starts typing on her computer. After a brief silence, she looks up at me and nods.
“It’s done.”
“See? Was that so hard?”
“Blackmailing me now, Devon?” she asks. I know her and my father are close, but she’ll never be family to him the way I am.
“Is that what we’re going to call it? I’d prefer a little favor.”
“It’s blackmail, and you know it. If your father finds out … ” she trails off.
“What? What’s going to happen?”
“I could be fired.”
“You won’t be. I’ll take the blame for it, and I’ll get a little slap on the hand. Nothing more.”
“You’re such an entitled little shit,” she sneers at me. I raise my eyebrow at her choice of words.
“Damn, Doris. I didn’t think you had it in you.”
“This is wrong, Devon.”
“No. It’s fine. Everything is exactly as it should be.”
“Are you going to do this every time you find a new girl to stalk?” she hisses at me. I chuckle now.
“Doris, I am shocked. I can’t believe you think so little of me,” I laugh.
“Your father has told me enough about you, Devon.”
“Has he? Then I’m sure he’s also told you that I always get what I want. And if I want you gone, Doris, then you’ll be gone. Remember that.” With that, I stand and saunter out of her office.
Could I have gone into the files myself and done all this? Of course, but it’s more fun to watch her squirm.
