Back inside, I call Margaret and ask her to connect me with Ume. After I tell her about this little `crisis,' she swears for ten seconds without taking a breath. When she pauses to inhale, I ask, "What's my title at Pere?"
"Majority stockholder and board member, which board consists of you and me."
"We have to separate the two of them, Ume."
"Separate them? When I get back, I'm going to kill them with my bare hands!"
Suddenly, I get it. Ume left on vacation to separate herself from this breach of fiduciary trust.
"You're not to call, and not to give them a clue that you even know. I'm launching an independent audit without your knowledge, Ume. When I have my findings, I'll take action and duly inform you, but you are to remain hands off, understand?"
"Yes, you're right of course. Go ahead," she says, backing off without a fight, which confirms she has known about Le and Mei all along. She's been waiting for me to discover the impropriety, audit it and fix it. Her independence from the entire affair is fiscally responsible.
"I have to go now," I tell her.
"Why did you call, Jill? Perhaps to wish me a relaxing vacation and tell me you'll handle anything that comes up," prompts Ume.
"Yeah, that," I tell her and disconnect. Calling Margaret, I ask her to give me Le. When she answers, I ask, "Who's in charge of IS over at Chief Financial?"
"The director is Harold Pineki."
"Call Harold. Tell him I am acting in Ume's stead while she's on vacation and tell him to call me, now."
"We screwed up, didn't we?"
"Le, twenty years from now, will we trust one another?"
"Absolutely."
"See you at lunch."
Send another email to Alvin saying that I want to query all Pere and Chief Financial data.
Connecting my headset, I call Donny Witlow, Director of Pere Properties.
"Jill, I was about to call you," says Donny.
"Oh, why?"
"I have another extremely capable young woman for you to look at. How's Mei working out?"
"Extremely capable."
"Sara runs rings around Mei." He gives me a name and number to contact. "Now, how may I help you, Jill?"
"What's the name of the accounting firm we used to audit JP's books before I decided not to sell?"
"What's the problem? If you don't mind my asking."
"Just found out two of my executives have been lovers for a month." I don't tell him that the lovers are Le and Mei because he probably already knows. Le is his boss and he recommended that Ume and Le hire Mei.
"Shitfuck. You're making the right move, though, auditing the whole mess. By the way, Ume should stay as far away from this as possible until you resolve the issue."
"She's on an island somewhere in the South Pacific for ten days or so."
"Good," says Donny. "Now, look at the contact I just sent you in email."
I see the contact name, Kevin Sark, and a number in New York. "Yeah?"
"Kevin is a junior partner at the same firm we hired to audit JP back in August. He will help you set up this audit and also tell you about Sara."
Thank Donny, disconnect and call Kevin at the accounting firm. He agrees with me when I tell him I need a woman for this project. He recommends a project manager out of the Chicago office. Her name is Sara Toone. Kevin will tell her to call me immediately. We agree on a price for the project.
"Between you and me, Jill," says Kevin, "if you like Sara's work, offer her a job."
"Why?"
"Sara excels at everything she does. She's too damned good for this all-male outfit. You know the term glass ceiling?"
"No, but the metaphor is obvious."
"Not only that, one of the senior partners probably attacked her. He's a big, aggressive guy with years of training in some kind of judo. Last year, the DA indicted but never convicted him of aggravated assault. Last week, this guy asks Sara to work late on an account. Next morning, he's in the emergency room. He's still in traction right now. Neither one is talking but he told the other senior partners to get rid of her quickly and quietly."
"I'll let you know if I decide to hire her."
"Don't bother. We forget anything when we see cash. Offer us an extra fee for stealing her."
"Donny Witlow says you have a woman I should talk to, Kevin. Is it Sara?"
"Yes, and she is one sleek rocket, Jill. Point her in a direction and get the hell out of her way."
Smiling at Ume's subterfuge, I disconnect and the phone rings. "What?"
Margaret says, "Jill, did you ask Le to have Harold Pineki call you?"
"Yes. I'm also waiting for a call from Sara Toone, a CPA out of Chicago."
"Very well, here's Harold."
"This is Harold Pineki, Ms. Price."
"You know Alvin in IS?"
"Of course, Ms. Price. Alvin Metzger is our IS Manager."
He's a lecherous, middle-aged geek. "When Alvin asks if he should give me access to all Chief Financial and Pere data, what will you say?"
"I will say do it, Ms. Price."
"Thank you."
"Uh, Ms. Price, I hope we can meet some time."
"No you don't."
"I doubt that, Ms. Price."
"Harold."
"Yes, ma'am?"
"One way to find out the hard way is to call me a liar again."
"Oh, I didn't mean to do that. I mean, yes ma'am." Fucking spineless weasel. I should tell Peter to hire Harold Pineki at Doc's Place.
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