“Mr. Turner, I’m sorry, Ms. Rodriquez is unavailable at the moment.” Terri admitted, barely making eye contact with him.
“Excuse me, I’m over here,” he snapped his fingers in Terri’s face to get her attention.
Terri jumped back at his boldness.
“Sir, is there a problem here,” one of the male executives asked Malcolm, grilling him hard.
“No, and I’d direct you to mind your own business. This is my agent’s secretary and I’m…”
“Actually Mr. Turner,” Terri cut him off, “Ms. Rodriquez is no longer your agent. In case you forgot, she handed you over to… actually, meet your new agent. Timothy Jones, meet your newest client Mr. Malcolm Turner.”
“Wow, this is awkward!” Timothy admitted, swiping his hand through his blonde crew cut.
“Yea, ok. Well Timothy is it? I’m not here to speak to you right now! So if you don’t mind, “
“Well, Mr. Turner I don’t mind, as long as you speak respectfully to Miss Terri here.”
“WHAT?”
“Enough you two, damn!” Terri cut them off. “Look Malcolm, why don’t you go and wait for Tierra in her office!”
“Yeah, that’s cool. I’ll just do that.”
Malcolm glared hard through narrowed eyes at Timothy, as he walked away. When he reached Tierra’s office, he was overcome with confusion. ‘Why didn’t I think of this?’ he thought to himself as he allowed himself to fall onto her new Chaise, and put his feet up on the table, as he looked around her newly furnished office. He had one more trick up his sleeve to try and woo Tierra. He was a bit concerned however, that maybe he had some competition. If he did, and this was the way they were rolling, he was going to have to step his game up and fast. He didn’t like the idea of there being someone else trying to impede on his territory.