There was one thing Jodie hated, and it was idling. She was not a fan of being helpless altogether. Unfortunately for her, there was nothing she could do regarding her case. Having clocked in early, she stared blankly at the month’s accounts and wondered if she should continue working. At that very point, it seemed meaningless, as it was likely she would lose everything.
Sinking into her chair, she shut her eyes and wished for the nightmare to end. But before her mind could take her to a happier place, her phone rang and brought her back to earth.
“What is it?” Jodie answered Guinevere’s call.
“Wayne’s in trouble,” Guinevere said.
Sitting upright, Jodie asked, “What do you mean in trouble?”
“There’s this scheme to frame Wayne. I swear, I’m not a part of it. I was only told recently and I had no idea my father was involved. Jodie-”
Guinevere spent more time explaining herself and Jodie had to interrupt.
“I don’t know for sure. They needed me to create a scandal to weaken Wayne’s position, but now that I’m not going ahead with it, they’re planning to speed up the process. You need to tell Wayne.”
She was not a mind reader, but Jodie knew why Guinevere went to her. Guinevere didn’t want Wayne to question her motives, but Jodie herself could not help but do so.
“You only found out about this recently? Is that what you said?”
“I’m not lying, Jodie. I swear, I had no idea.”
Jodie didn’t say anything in response to Guinevere’s plea. Guinevere had lost her usual sassy tone, which was very unlike her. After rationalising Wayne and Guinevere’s positions, she said, “I’ll meet with Wayne today.”
“Thank you. And please don’t tell him I told you.”
When she got off the phone, Jodie felt relieved. She was not celebrating Wayne’s downfall, she was simply glad for the new sense of purpose. If she couldn’t help herself, at least she could help someone else. Getting to her feet, she strode out of her office just as her staff began rolling in. She waved their questions for later and set Wayne’s office as her destination.
If being played by the puppeteer of Skypeak had thought her one thing, it was to be paranoid. Hoping to catch Wayne before he strolled behind enemy lines, she waited for him at his designated parking space in the bank’s underground car park. When he reversed into the lot with a bizarre look on his face, Jodie motioned for him to remain in his car before entering the passenger seat.
“What are you doing here?” Wayne asked.
“Someone informed me that you’re in trouble.”
“I’m perfectly fine,” Wayne said with a chuckle.
“For now. Someone has plans to remove you from your position. And guessing who this someone is, they won’t be playing fair.”
“Who told you this?” Wayne asked as he raised an eyebrow.
“Never mind who told me this.”
“Is Guinevere a part of it?”
Wayne was smart, perhaps too smart. Thankfully, he was wrong with his assumption that morning. Or at least, Jodie hoped he was.
“No. But her family is.”
“I don’t like her. That should account for something.”
Wayne nodded his head before heaving a sigh. Then turning to Jodie, he said, “Don’t worry. I know what to do.”
“Yes. I’ll figure this out. You should worry about your case, Jodie.”
“There’s nothing to worry about.”
“I hear it’s not going well. You should change lawyers. I don’t like that Matthias guy.”
“He’s helped a lot.”
“And now he isn’t. Give the lawyer I recommended a call.”
“I don’t know…” Jodie trailed off.
It was true, she didn’t know. She didn’t know what to do or what was the right thing to do. Matthias had lost his grip on her case rather suddenly, and her confidence in him was dwindling as days went by.
“Listen to me and ditch the guy. He has done some shady things in the past and he might be sabotaging you,” Wayne said.
Taken aback by Wayne’s claims, Jodie asked, “Did you do a background check on him?”
“I did. And I should have said it sooner. If you don’t believe me, do some digging on your own.”
“I believe you. It’s just,” Jodie ended her sentence with a sigh.
“Call him and fire him.” Wayne attempted to assure her with a confident nod.
Jodie simply gave a thin smile in reply before telling Wayne to watch his back. When they parted ways, Wayne looked as though he was boosting with confidence to take on his enemy, Jodie however, looked and felt more uncertain than ever.
As she retreated to her car, she sat in the ear-ringing silence and thought about what Wayne had said about Matthias. Jodie knew he did shady things, as he’d managed to procure favours with ease. But the sudden turn around in her case was suspicious and the thought of Matthias sabotaging her wasn’t foreign. Still, she wasn’t sure if firing him was the best cause of action. What if it backfired and sped up her impending demise?
Perhaps she should do some digging of her own. And the only person that could help her was Zach. He roughly knew what Matthias was up to and he would tell if she asked. Was that a better plan? She did not know. The last thing she wanted to do was get Zach into more trouble.
Hating the idea of being helpless as the day of the verdict drew closer, she had to make a decision. Jodie had to choose.
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