Dick Ep.5

"We need to talk..." Richard quietly repeated as he let the elevator doors close "and how the fuck does he know my name?" Richard thought while watching the man walk into his office. Richard was baffled at what had just transpired, this man just shows up in the elevator, looking like a million bucks and somehow knows my name and clearly where my office is. It just didn't make sense, was it the head of HR? Was it a corporate headhunter that had the balls to come all the way into the office just to woo Richard to another company? "Not dressed like that,” Richard thought. As he walked slowly back to his office Richard was full of all kinds of emotions but what surprisingly wasn't there was that feeling of doom he had been dealing with for the majority of the day. For some reason Richard felt more intrigue than anything else, he was almost excited at the thought of what was to come next. Everything was a big game to Richard; he rarely gave dyer situations the level of respect most would feel they deserve. For Richard he always knew that somehow, someway things were going to be all right and he had the power to win any exchange. Richard was the walking affirmation of a store of self help books, it might sound unreasonable to most but he took great pride in the fact that he made himself what he was today and no one could ever take that away from him. As Richard entered his office he could do nothing but chuckle at the site of the man sitting at his desk, in his chair "this motherfucker here' Richard thought as he hung his coat and satchel. Pulling out a seat Richard himself had never sat in he prepared himself for whatever was next to come, seeing as how eventful the morning had been he couldn't wait to find out what new twist this day was going to take. The man in the blue suit pulled closer to the desk, crossed his arms, leaned in and said "So Richard, how’s your day going?" Richard answered with a smirk on his face "outstanding, and yours?’ The man leaned back in the chair as to gather his breath before he delivered his rebuttal "Richard, do you know who I am?" Richard couldn't control his mind from racing through every feasible scenario that could have brought this man to his office but he answered quickly "absolutely not". The man smirked, as he knew he was in full control of the situation and was taking great pleasure with the cat and mouse game he had initiated. What could have only been seconds felt like an eternity, Richard was growing impatient with this pseudo quid pro quo, he wanted answers and he wanted them now. "Hey look man" Richard blurted out as he leaned towards the desk "you're holding up my day with all this where's Waldo crap" Richards signature certified smart-ass lingo was now on full display. "Are you going to tell me what this is all about or should I just..." Richard paused as the man casually logged into his desktop computer. "What the fuck" Richard whispered out loud even though he meant for it to be kept as a thought. The man in blue suit wasted no time as he went straight to Richard's locked files, entered another passcode and pulled up a document labeled R.N.O. breaking his silence the man turned from the screen, looked Richard straight in the eyes and said "looks like we found Waldo".