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gobsmacked and Sherry had a mischievous grin on her face. I sat down, trying be unaware of the exchange they just had.
    Sherry handed me the files and I gave it to Emily to look over. The whole feeling at the table was like we were playing poker trying to read each other’s body language. “I’m disappointed you reneged on our agreement.” I said.
    “It’s business Oliver, nothing personal.”
    “Its personal to me, next week I will have to tell all my whole sales force they won’t have a job and they won’t get a proper payout!”
    Sherry just glazed over, unresponsive.
    “Again , Business. Besides you are well compensated for your stress.”
    My eyes blinked twice and I leaned back in my chair to analyse her. Sherry took out another document and pushed it in front of me.
    “ What’s this?”
    I read the document where my name and Marc’s were on the redundancy list. I balked and pushed the paper back.
    “That was the reason why we pro-rated it. So we could pay you two more. We don’t want your sales force. Our business has no place for inferior workers…”
    Emily froze and stopped reading while I ground my teeth. Sherry was emotionless in her statement but watched with careful eyes how I would react. The waiters arrived with all the food and placed it on the table. I kept staring at Sherry, trying to find words to describe her.
    Sherry picked a chip off a plate and bit into it, keeping her eye on me.
    “You are a heartless woman, you know that?”
    “I wouldn’t be good at my job if I weren’t. Stepping on men, to get to the top, got me to where I am.”
    Sherry picked up her knife and fork and sliced into her steak cutting away the fat, then cutting a slither to put in her mouth. I took the file off Emily and nodded to her that it was okay for her to eat. I didn’t have an appetite, but I checked the redundancy payments on the account managers.
    “Their pay-outs are worse than what we agreed to!”
    Sherry chewed slowly, then grabbed her glass of red wine. “I maybe a heartless, but I am fair.”
    I scratched my head , puzzled.
    She shook her head. “You have absolutely no clue, do you Oliver?”
    “Explain.”
    “Your account managers were the laziest, I have ever seen. You had duplicates within a duplicate. Your structures were inefficient.”
    “I decided on the payments based on who did the sale, not the aggregate system you had in place everyone was just clipping the ticket."
    " If you’re smart you two will sign the document, sooner rather than later. This is the best offer you will ever get.”
    I gr ound my teeth again when Sherry held out the piece of paper. I grabbed it, scrunched it and stood up. Emily put her fork down half way through her steak and tried to stand.
    “ Emily, you stay and finish your food. I’ll arrange a taxi to take you home, I’m headed over to see Marc.”
    Sherry just grinned .
    “We’re not signing that document. You’re not kicking us out.”
    I slammed the door .
     
    I got back on the motorway and gunned it back to town. I was so pissed off, I didn’t realise I was speeding. I downshifted to slow down, each gear change jolting me a number of times till I was at legal speed. I pulled up in front of Showgirls and saw Marc trying to fight the bouncers outside. The idiot had his shirt off, beating his chest like King Kong, trying to start something.
    “Come on! You big for nothing cunt!” He shouted. “Let’s go one on one! Yeah, you know! Chicken shit!”
    The looks on the bouncer’s faces at some scrawny man trying to step them out for a fight, showed it was frustrating for them. They pointed to the alley way started walking over to the area. Damn, they'd pummel the crap out of Marc.
    I ran out and dragged him to the car.
    “ Ah, what are you doing? I had those fat fucks!”
    “Shut up Marc! What’s wrong with you? “You are going to get us in trouble!”
    I indicated right and drove off. We got back on the motorway and Marc was taking deep