Page 66 of Devil to Pay: Cutter

We did. The three of them take that offer very seriously. She’s only six weeks old and has to put up with three additional parents. I pity her teenage years with Cut, Reaper and Rough ready shoot off the dick of any hormone-addled boy who gets too close.

Although I’m on maternity leave, I run the entire office now. Betty does her nurse shit. Dusty does her doctor shit and I run the front desk and do the billing. I love it. This is the life I never dreamed of. And it’s all thanks to Cutter boldly asking a stranger in a diner for a one-night stand.

Feed me then fuck me, I muse.

A grifter and a biker walk into a twenty-four hour diner…

Who would’ve thought we’d end up here?

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Ch. One

Danni

“Daniella,” My boss, Mr. Sasquatch calls over to me through his hairy mouth after popping his hairy, no-necked head out of his office. I cringe while trying to discern what he wants from me now. Martek Industries, my wonderful employer, needs to rethink middle management as a concept. Hell, all corporations need to rethink middle management as a concept. In the long tradition of middle managers, Mr. Sasquatch loves to assert his power over the peons under him. Calling him Mr. Sasquatch behind his back will probably come back to bite me one of these days. It’s Mr. Sawkowski, but Sasquatch seems a better fit. “Come into my office, please.”

He hurries back to his desk so he can look all official when I get there. He’s had it out for me since the day a year ago when he tried to cop a feel in the copy room and I stomped on his foot hard enough to break his toe.

“Yes, Mr. Sas–erm–Sawkowski–” Fake smile plastered on my face. Check. “what can I do for you today?”Phew!It almost bit me.

“I’m afraid we’re going to have to let you go.”

Talk about a gut punch. I need this job. “Let me go?” I ask. “Why?”

“Excessive absences from work.”

Wait–he better check again. “All the time off I’ve taken fell within my PTO and the family and medical leave act after my mother was killed.”

“You’ve taken it at very inconvenient times which put the stress of heavier workloads onto the rest of the team.”

“It’s a call center. Their workload is no harder when anyone is gone than when they’re here. They take as many calls in a day as they usually take.”

“Listen, I don’t want to argue…”

“Then don’t. You know you don’t have grounds to fire me. I’ve done nothing wrong.”

“Well, take it up with HR if you feel that way. Finish out your day.”

“You must be high if you think I’m going to just finish out my day. I’ll be down in HR if you need me.”

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