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"Well ... I ..." the Chancellor began, but I cut him off.
"... Especially realizing that the Queen ... you know, your employer? ... is also female. I wonder if she's aware of your slanted views regarding her gender, or, if she isn't, how she'd react if she found out. Do you think she'd just fire you, or would she want to see if you were bluffing, first? From what I can tell, she's as interested in playing around as you claim to be."
Grimble actually blanched which, realizing how pale his complexion was to start with, was quite a sight.
"You wouldn't tell her, would you, Lord Skeeve?" he stammered. "I meant no disrespect to Bu
"Not with all males," I pointed out. "Relax, though. You should know me well enough by now to realize it's not my style to go ru
"Thank you, Lord Skeeve. I ... Thanks. I'll make a point of it."
"Now then," I said, starting to rise, "I assume we're done here? That the report on the collections and budget was what you wanted to see me about?"
"No, that was just a casual update," Grimble corrected, back on familiar ground now. "The real reason I had to see you was this."
He reached somewhere on the floor behind him and produced a large bag which jingled as he plopped it onto his desk.
"I don't understand," I said, eyeing the bag. "What is it?"
"It's your wages," he smiled. "I know that normally you let your assistants handle these matters, but realizing the amount involved due to your promotion, I thought you might like to deal with it personally."
I stared at the bag uncomfortably. It was a very big bag.
Even though I had been persuaded by Aahz and Bu
Perhaps it wouldn't seem like so much after I had paid the others their share ...
"Your assistants have already picked up their wages," Grimble was saying, "so this is the last payment to complete this round of payroll. If you'll just sign here?"
He pushed a slip of paper across the desk at me, but I ignored it and kept staring at the money bag.
It was a very large bag. Especially considering how little I was actually doing.
"Is something wrong, Lord Skeeve?"
For a moment, I actually considered telling him what was bothering me, which is a sign of how upset I was. Grimble is not someone you confide in.
"No. Nothing," I said instead.
"Would you like to count it?" he pressed, apparently still unconvinced.
"Why? Didn't you?"
"Of course I did," the Chancellor bristled, his professional pride stung. I forced a smile.
"Good enough for me. Checking your work would be a waste of both our time, don't you agree?"
I quickly scribbled my name on the receipt, gathered up the bag, and left, carefully ignoring the puzzled look Grimble was leveling at me.
"You go
"Whatever, Guido," I waved absently as I shut the door. "I'm going to be here for a while, though, if you want to get something to eat. I've got a lot to think over."
"Oh, we already ate. So we'll just ..."
The door closed and cut off the rest of whatever it was he was saying.
Guido and Nunzio had materialized at my side somewhere during my walk back from Grimble's. I wasn't sure exactly when, as I had been lost in thought and they hadn't said anything until we reached my room. If I had realized they were there, I probably would have had one of them carry the bag of gold for me. It was heavy. Very heavy.
Setting the burden down on my desk, I sank into a chair and stared at it. I had heard of bad pe
I had been so absorbed in trying to make up my mind about Queen Hemlock that I hadn't gotten around to my self-appointed task of trying to cut back on my staff or otherwise reduce the M.Y.T.H. Inc. bill to the kingdom. Now, I had the money in hand, and all I felt was guilty.
No matter what Aahz and Bu
The more I thought about it, the more determined I became to figure out some way to give the money back. Of course, it would have to be done quietly, almost secretly, or I'd suffer the wrath of both Aahz and Bu
Then, too, there was the problem of how to reduce our payroll. Actually, if what Grimble had just told me was accurate, that situation might take care of itself. If the budget was coming into balance, and if the collection process was now flowing smoothly, then I could probably send Bu
That still left me with the problem of how to deal with the disproportionate payment I had already received.
Then an idea struck me. I'd do what any other executive would do when confronted with a problem: I'd delegate it to someone else!
Striding to the door, I opened it and looked into the hall. Sure enough, my two bodyguards were still there, apparently embroiled in conversation with each other.
"Guido! Nunzio!" I called. "Come in here for a second."
I re-entered the room and returned to my desk without waiting to see if they were responding. I needn't have worried.
By the time I had re-seated myself, they were standing in front of me.
"I have a little assignment for you boys," I said, smiling.
"Sure, Boss," they chimed in chorus.
"But first, I want to check something. As long as I've known you, you've both made it clear that, in the past, you've had no qualms about bending the rules as situations called for it, working outside the law as it were. Is that correct?"
"That's right."
"No problem."
I noticed that, though to the affirmative, their answers were slower and less enthusiastic than before.
"All right. The job I have for you has to be done secretly, with nobody knowing that I'm behind it. Not even Aahz or Bu
My bodyguards looked even more uncomfortable than before, but nodded their agreement.
"Okay, here's the job," I said, pushing the bagol money towards them. "I want you to take this money and get rid of it."
The two men stared at me, then exchanged glances.
"I don't quite get you, Boss," Guido said at last. "What do you want us to do with it?"
"I don't care and I don't want to know," I said. "I just want this money back in circulation within the kingdom. Spend it or give it to charity."
Just then an idea hit me.
"Better still, figure out some way of passing it around to those people who have been complaining that they can't pay their taxes."
Guido frowned and glanced at his cousin again.
"I du
"What Guido means," Nunzio put in, "is that our speciality is extracting funds from people and institutions. Givin' it back is a little out of our line."