#whumpee working under whumper
Isaiah and the Professor part ½
There was a sound of screaming from floors below him, chatter of deals going through in the offices around him. His business was running like clockwork as usual.
His work phone vibrates once and he checks it to see a single text.
It’s done.
He smiles before calling in his personal assistant.
“Isaiah!”
The younger man walks in, hair in short, rough curls and mouth curled in a smile that tried to look genuine.
“Yes, sir.”
“Send the cheque to Mattias. He’s disposed of that spy who was poking around last week faster than I thought.”
The man in front of him visibly winces before his face returns to a neutral expression.
“Of course, sir. Anything else.”
“Not right now, but I’m sure I can count on your attendance at his funeral. Such a shame one of our ‘workers’ has had such an unfortunate accident. You can go offer your condolences to the family.”
“Yes, sir.” Isaiah answers. His boss delights in the slight grit of his teeth.
“Well, off you go.” He shoos the other man off with a hand and Isaiah stalks away.
He watches him go, making sure the other was a good distance away, before picking up the office phone and dialling a number.
He listens to it ring. The spy was one problem taken care if but another was who was the leak that lead to an investigation in the first place.
The answer was obvious, he had only trusted Isaiah with the kind of information he tortured out of the spy.
He had felt rather disappointed. Other than the leaking of secrets, Isaiah was a good assistant to him. It’s a shame that he has to go.
He’d rather not kill the other man. He still had his uses after all. So that left one other option.
The rings end.
“Hello. This is the anonymous tip line for anti-government activities. Who would you like to report?”
The Professor answers with a saccharine tone.
“Hi, I’d like to report an Isaiah Rise. He’s an influential member of a criminal organisation. And as I’m sure you can tell by the name, has not been designated yet.”
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