Corporate Man is called in to investigate reports of vile, unethical business practices at Great American Business Company. What he finds there just might destroy him (except we all know the ending to The Tragic Death of Corporate Man so it should be fairly obvious that it can't really destroy him, though it can come close).
Enslaved by the Bonus Whores is an all new Corporate Man Adventure Serial. Chapters will post every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.
Friday, October 24, 2014
Corporate Man slowed as he near the top of the stairs. There was a door up there. A sign proclaimed that it lead to the roof. Corporate Man sighed. The problem with the top was that there was only ever one direction to go once you’d made it there. He did not foresee a pleasant ending to this business.
He opened the door.
Corporate Lackeys, mindless human drones in cheap suits, grabbed his arms and yanked him through the door. They flung him across the roof to another pair of Lackeys. These had their hands locked together and were attempting a clothesline maneuver that was ridiculously avoidable when telegraphed in a two man team. Corporate Man slid beneath the attack, grabbed hold of his bumbling attacker’s forearms, and used them as a makeshift parallel bar to reverse his direction.
The effects of this tactic were unorthodox, but ultimately successful. Corporate Man cast himself up and over the clothesliners, heading feet first into the original two Lackeys. The clothesliners were pulled together with tremendous force and slammed face first into each other. The result was four unconscious Lackeys.
Corporate Man kept his footing and strode forward as the four settled to the ground in a chorus of “oof”s.
“You truly are everything they say you are,
” Corporate Man.
Corporate Whore stood against the edge at the far side of the roof, brushing her hands together.
“I figured it out, you know?” she said. “When you failed to show up for work, and Pink Slip disappeared, I retraced the events that led up to your employment. It was Tess.”
Corporate Man continued to advance toward her, saying nothing.
“She recruited you in an effort to take me down.” said Corporate Whore. “She was my Plan B. Unfortunately, you can’t count on Corporate Lackeys to do a job right.”
Corporate man paused. “What are you talking about?”
Corporate Whore shrugged and grinned, as though what she were about to tell him was just the darndest thing. “I ordered them to bring Miss Adams up here, tie her up with some rope, and hang her over the side of the building. I wanted to use her as leverage against you. A sort of ‘back off or I drop her’ kind of arrangement.”
Corporate Whore shrugged again but did not continue.
“They hung her. She’s dead. On top of that they fastened her to the building with some sort of slip knot and she dropped to the pavement when I tried to pull her up. She’s down on the street right now. Causing a big fuss it seems.”
He wanted to scream but would not give her the satisfaction. Then he screamed anyway and ran at her. He covered the distance moments, shoved Corporate Whore aside, and peered over the edge.
On the street, thirty stories below, a crowd gathered around something. He couldn’t see the body, but there was a lot of blood. He screamed again and turned toward Corporate Whore, intent on killing her. She was quicker at implementing her plan and slammed into him from behind yelling, “Bypassing Plan C. This is Plan D.”
Corporate pitched over the side of the building and plummeted toward the pavement.