An interlude

While Vanessa munched away at her meal, her lawyer was on a secret departure. He had the taxi driver bring him to a large estate with a big house. It was old fashioned, the interior decorated with victorian garnishes and furniture. A butler had greeted him and guided him over to a grand living room. There was a large painting of an old man in formal military uniform above a fireplace.

He did not have to wait long, as he heard double doors open. A slightly large mature woman dressed in a rich purple gown walked into the room. Her shoulder length dark hair had been curled and she held a glass of wine in her right hand. "Damian, please tell me the bitch has been dispatched!" She asked the lawyer.

Damian composed himself, he was not expecting her to be dressed like this. "Y..yes, yes! Vanessa is in locked in the flat, as requested. She's currently eating the meals your company is supplying!" He replied to her. "Good! I knew sooner or later she wouldn't be able to resist it, my science team worked long and hard to get it just right. All it takes is one bite and now she's addicted to the stuff!" The woman chuckled with the lawyer.

The two sat down on the rich sofa as the woman poured Damian some wine. "Now Damian, tell me a bit about yourself..." She flirted...