Check out the Office

I decided to check out The Queen in the office. Sticking to the rafters I was able to make my way to the other side of the warehouse. The army of workers and guards completely ignorant of my presence. Maybe if this superhero business doesn't work out, I could be a ninja.

Without making a sound, I landed on the top of the Foreman's Office. There was a window there that allowed me to look down into the office. The Queen sat on a desk, her shapely legs crossed. Up close she was so much more beautiful. Her skin appeared to be flawless and her hair had this gorgeous sheen to it. This was inspite of the fact that she was 7ft tall and clearly muscular. I had a feeling she could probably lift and throw that desk with ease. Made me a little nervous to think what it would be like to fight her. Putting my ear to the glass, I listened closely.

"I must say gentlemen, I'm impressed. Numbers are up a great deal from last month. You are all doing a fine job." The men she was addressing bowed "Thank you my Queen" They said in unison. That was weird. She's got these guys trained like dogs. It was kind of funny really. The Queen pulled out a compact and looked at herself in the mirror, applying a bit of make up. "Also I understand some of our....collectors have had some trouble lately. Found beat up in allys? Sometimes the stores they were hitting?" One of the men walked forward with a picture of me. It was one from a security camera. Not the best picture of me but it was the best one anyone had managed to get of me. "They call her Amethyst. Some bimbo who thinks she's Batgirl. She looks rediclous but she's tough. Managed to take out 5 guys at once. 3 of the had guns." The Queen inspected the picture. She had a lustful look in her eye. I wonder if she liked what she saw? I shook my head. It didn't matter. She's a villian. I'm a hero. Can't think like that. One of her men spoke again "You want us to have her taken care of?" The Queen started laughing. "Oh you boys are pathetic. She's just another costumed crimefighter who thinks they can make a difference. She's barely making a dent on our business and if she gets too close, I'll be sure to deal with her." She folded up the picture and tucked it away into her jacket. "Now get out. I want to go over some numbers before I leave." The men bowed, again saying "Yes my Queen" in unison before walking out of office.

It was then that I realized I had been distracted by The Queen's beauty that I forgot to record anything. Nice Amy. Real nice. Well I still had the pictures. I could at least get this little operation of hers shut down if I sent it to the police. However, as I continued to watch the Queen, I noticed a bunch of files in a cabint near by. Maybe there was some incriminating evidence in there. If I wait, maybe I could look through them when she leaves. Or I could just drop in, take out the Queen and take whatever evidence there was. Would be awesome to take out a supervillianess. It would be risky though. I could tell just by looking at her that The Queen was a **** to be reckoned with.