Torments, In Advance II

The ride back to the Corporation was a peaceful one, and Victoria wasn't inclined to chip in a word.

At the same time, there was Olivia who wasn't ready to speak with the older woman. A lot went on in her mind, and it was at the same time difficult to figure out.

After a while of driving, they dropped anchor at the gate and the man who offered his service as a gateman did a good job by opening up to them.

Ready to hop down, she asked. “What do I tell them if asked a question?”

“What do you mean, Olivia?” An aggravated Victoria raised a question. “I thought I told you before now that it is not my business whatever you tell them. I pay you for all of these things.”

“Right,” Victoria grimaced, hoping down from the car. “I'll see you later.” She said as she picked up her handbag from the chair where it posed.

“See you later, Olivia,” Victoria heaved a sigh. She had yet to hop down from the car and Olivia seemed to care less. Of all things to care about, not Victoria and her strategie