Page 60 of Bossed By the Orc

“Thank you,” Kor told her, and I watched with disgust as she all but swooned for him. I never got that kind of response from anyone. They were all more likely to run screaming than assist me.

As the same female widened her eyes in fear at my scowl, I huffed out a breath, moving with my friend and brother toward the door. Kor knocked, and a few moments later, a voice called for us to enter.

When the door opened, the male human inside gave us the same look we’d received outside. He was older, his thinning hair combed in a way that I was sure he assumed gave it more volume. It didn’t.

His glasses were perched on his nose, dropping a bit when he jerked back in his seat in shock. His expression said that he thought we were bank robbers. I didn’t bother to correct him, striding inside and leaning my palms down on his tiny desk.

“Are you Trevor?” I demanded, and I saw his head start to shake before he froze.

“W-Who are you?” he asked, looking behind me at the two other males who’d crowded the tiny office.

“I asked you a question,” I growled, and he swallowed hard before nodding.

“Yes, I’m Trevor,” he said, his voice low and worried. “And what is this about?” He glanced at the phone and I knew he was wondering how fast security could arrive to help him.

Not fast enough.

That was when Kor cut in. All professional charm. “We’re here to talk to you about the mortgage on Penelope Fieldman’s home. They received a letter stating that they were being evicted. Is this true?” he asked. I leaned a little closer, knowing exactly what my gleaming fangs would look like when my lip curled. I wouldn’t say that I practiced the intimidation tactic per se, but it was nice knowing that it was something I could call on if I needed it.

“P-Penelope’s house?” The male was shaking in his chair. It was pathetic. “Yes, there was a bit of an issue with the payments—”

“And they’ve all been made,” Kor told him with that grin that he used to win over juries in the city, putting a page in front of him that listed all of the payments Penelope had made. “So there shouldn’t be any more issues.”

“That’s right,” I growled, low and mean.

His lips parted and closed a few times before he nodded. “R-Right. No more problems. As long as they continue to pay on time.”

“Even so, Trevor,” Kor said, leaning closer as well until Trevor had the force of two fully grown male orcs in their prime staring down at him. “I hope you understand that your signature on that letter holds enough ground for a lawsuit.”

The male swallowed hard, shaking his head. “T-there’s no need for that. If she continues to pay—”

“That’s the thing, Trevor,” I told him, pressing a little closer. The male moved so far back that his chair almost toppled over. “I’m here to pay the balance of their loan in full.”

His eyes were huge in his face. “You are?” The words were incredulous and I wondered if he thought I was just a hired thug.

It didn’t matter. Within hours, I’d have the dirt on this male. If he was in shady dealings with the developer—and I was almost certain he was, he’d be out on his ass so fast, he wouldn’t be able to cushion his fall.

“Yes,” I told him, straightening away from him. “Give me the balance that needs to be paid.” I watched him blink at me for a moment before I grated the word, “Now.”

He scrambled to do as he was told and I turned to face an amused Kor and Rudgar.

“Always a pleasure watching you scare the piss out of someone,” Kor said in a low voice, his smile wide.

I rolled my eyes, glancing over my shoulder at the male who was working furiously on his computer. “And I also want to know how they could receive a letter of eviction if they were up to date with their payments, Trevor,” I said, putting emphasis on his name, letting him know exactly who would be held liable.

If I’d had any doubt whether he’d been involved or not, the way his face went white as a sheet told me everything I needed to know.

Fucking scum.

“T-that letter couldn’t have been from us,” he said, licking his parched lips.

“Then why was it on your stationary?” I demanded, slamming a copy of the letter onto his desk before pointing a filed claw to the name at the bottom. “And why is your name on there?”

“It had to have come from this bank,” Kor’s smile belied the threat in his words. “And we’ll be taking it to the authorities to have it traced if you’re saying that it’s forged.”

Trevor shook his head, mumbling about scams while he continued working at his computer as if his life depended on it. And it did. I wouldn’t let anyone bully my mate and her family.

“This is the total that’s still owed after all the payments,” he said in a low voice, turning the screen my way. “But I had to add on the prepayment penalty since you want to pay it early–”

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