Reporting to the Boss (for baals)

[glowingeyedgoddess]

Sitting in the lobby of Farrow-Marshall Aereonautics her slender legs crossed primly, visitor badge pinned to a smart business jacket, was a truly stunning young woman who drew the eye of everyone coming in to work. In return their attention was ignored; the passing staff were too low status to be of use to her and being so far above them she paid them no attention. Perhaps one of the passers-by might make a useful spy, but if she knew the owner of this building, which she did her every move was already being watched. She would find her spy another time.

Of course a woman of Anna's status was not alone, an assistant hovered nearby to cater to her every whim and two well built men stood nearby, bodyguards in the unlikely event anyone wanted to do the lovely blonde harm. Nonetheless her right hand, bare as it was, made her feel terribly exposed, the lack of Kara'kesh only adding to her discomfort. Taking out her phone, she tapped in Anna Pearson's password and began to scroll through it idly, paying little attention to the millionaire socialite's contacts of the wealthy and powerful, the primitive technology merely a tool to disguise her growing impatience at being kept waiting.

If Baal did not summon her soon then the woman or rather the snake that controlled her every movement was sorely tempted to depart prematurely, the only thing holding Astarte back being the knowledge that the action would have likely severe consequences. So she sat and waited, none of the growing impatience she felt appearing on her beautiful features. If Ba'al wanted her to wait then she would wait, and not gratify him further by seeing how angry it made her.

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[baals]

It's a bit of petty power move to make her wait but it's still a valuable tool. A none too subtle reminder that she works under Ba'al. But finally, one of Ba'al's assistants comes to tell her that 'Mr. Hadad' is ready to see her.

His office is obviously had an interior decorator put it together. It's all clean lines and angles of a modern style. It's nothing out of the ordinary for a CEO's office. On the surface, anyway.

Despite the little power-play of making her wait, she does warrant respect, which is why he stands to greet her. "Ah, so sorry for the wait," said with a look that says he's not sorry. His own people are shooed from the room, while he doesn't ask her to do the same with hers, it's implied. Though he wouldn't take offense if she kept at least one of them. Ba'al may not appear armed but one can't be too careful. Honestly, he'd be flattered if she kept her guards.

"I have something for you. Someone, rather." He flips open a file folder on his desk. It's the profile of a powerful Mafia Don. A man with many connects to the same politicians that are in their interest to control.