Comeuppance Never Rests-the Overture

The office door slammed shut. The lock turned with a ‘click’.

“Whoo hoo!!!” cheered the group as high fives were exchanged all around after having gotten rid of the last two Sykes ladies. Everyone agreed that they had received a dose well deserved comeuppance. They’d been tormenting the residents and workers for years. It was about time they got their due.

“We should have a couple of hours to straighten things up before some lawyers arrive. I heard Gloria Sykes say on her cell phone that the Mayor’s personal attorney and her assistant are coming here first. Don’t know what that means but it can’t be good. We’d better get this done right away if we want to at least make a good impression. We already have enough problems with these eviction notices. No telling what they might pile on.” observed in-house kibitzer, Mr. Meeahmoyrah, AKA Mr. ‘M’.

“Yeah, so let’s clean this up. It was SOOOO worth it.” concluded another.

“We can handle it. We don’t want them to accuse us of vandalizing the place on purpose.”

None too soon either. Because right on time, in strode the team of conceited, domineering and arrogant pair of high paid lawyers who would handle all the dirty work from here on in.

Nancy Edwards, early to mid 40’s. Practicing attorney for some 30 odd years. Severe looking, glasses, hair pulled back. She looked every bit the ‘ol schoolmarm who’d beat you to within an inch of your life. But Nancy was a shark in wolf’s clothing. Off-putting, reserved and cranky. A self declared intellectual elitist. Workaholic. Her personality was such that she was pretty much disliked by all of her co-workers and even the people who hired her. But she was VERY good at her job.

She did have a decent figure though, and might even possibly be somewhat attractive behind her stern, arrogant demeanor, pulled back hair and glasses. She quickly became frustrated and angry when her ideas and views were questioned and her constant talk about how well-liked and well-respected she is was a complete turn-off to anyone she interacted with.

It was highly doubtful that Nancy Edwards ever had any interest in a relationship, let alone sex for as soon as she opened her mouth, any possible romantic prospect would have been wise to reconsider their options.

Brenda Morgan, mid 20’s. The penultimate ‘Professional Princess’. She was Nancy Edward’s newest lapdog but knew how to play to her oversized ego. Working her way into the head lawyer’s confidence, waiting for the moment to kick Nancy to the curb and take over. Though Brenda was just an average law student, with Nancy, she had become master of the ‘fine print’ and efficient at finding loopholes in the law. She was always mingling with influential people and loved to name drop when she could. It put her at the center of attention which she craved. She was all about the spotlight on herself and her opinions.

Brenda could be downright mean at times. Certain to rise to the occasion when given the chance, she has no qualms about judging or criticizing other people. Especially other women. She made it a point to always dress conservatively and professionally, but with a touch of the coquettish. She needed all eyes on her. Especially the men.

She was blessed with a mane of thick, dark hair and a very pretty face. Brenda would be considered full figured and voluptuous. Curvy to say the least. And generously so. She was however, nicely proportioned, with large, plump breasts and a “ample” behind that anyone would love to sink their teeth into, like a good thick steak. But nevertheless, this somehow made her feel self conscious because in her mind, she had a less than perfect body. This wasn’t the embodiment of perfection as she saw it. So, perhaps she over compensated by shaming others. Brenda’s ignorant comments about proper behavior and sex allowed her to coast through life on a cushion of comfy conservatism. She would fit in just fine with Nancy Edwards.

In they strode. Self assured, confident and in control. They both stood to collect a very handsome fee once the deal was done. Not to mention the boost their prestige would get for having pull it off.

“Very nice. Very well done.” Observed Nancy. “I love the carousel bar and koi pond. I can see myself living here. What do you think Brenda?”

“Yes, lovely. God, these men here give me the creeps. I can just feel their lewd stares all over my body. I know they want me.” she confided.

“Who knows, maybe some of the women too. But I know what you mean. And you’re an attractive young woman. Especially the way you dress. By the way, I really would prefer that you wear something more prudent in the future.” commented Nancy.

“OK. I will. This outfit is for mingling today. Dress for success, as they say. Gotta show some to get some. Isn't that right Nancy?”

“I wouldn't know about that!” snapped Nancy in reply.

Then she continued: “Just the thought of my clothing being ripped off and my naked body exposed and then ravished by these uneducated, classless louts makes me shiver.” she said in what seemed almost a contemplative manner.

Brenda thought to herself: “Hah! You old bag. I’d pay anything to see you stripped naked and humiliated in front of everyone and run out of town. It would certainly make my life easier.”

“I wouldn't trouble yourself over these people, they’ll be gone in two weeks.” observed Nancy.

“Better still, just between the two of us, I’ve worked into the final ownership contract a few very satisfying ‘fine print’ clauses to allow us to live here gratis. For as long as we like. Plus, I have a few more surprises in store for Madam Mayor and the Sykes family later on. Heh, heh. If she thinks that she can get away with paying us on the cheap, she’s got another thing coming. She forgets whom she’s dealing with.” commented Nancy in her usual sly and cunning way.

“Oh, you are the clever one, Nancy!” gushed Brenda.

“I know. I’ll show that woman who has the superior intellect.” gloated Nancy.

“Well, let’s just get this done. I want to have plenty of time to schmooze with the mayor before I have to leave for my appointment later.” suggested Brenda as they sauntered over toward one of the sitting areas of the lobby.

“That’s fine with me. I understand that someone from the Sykes group was supposed to begin the process of eviction notification and that all we need to do is to check for legal correctness and meet with the Sykes family to wrap things up.” said Nancy.

“Good. So, let’s get these folks gathered around and finish this.”

“Alright you people. Listen closely. My name is Nancy Edwards and this is my assistant, Brenda Morgan. We are the attorneys representing the party that will be in partnership with the Sykes family for this property and the adjacent country club. We will also be handling all pertinent documents." she said.

"Now, I understand that the eviction paperwork has already been handed out to those who wished to finish it. So, if someone would, I’ll take the completed ones now."

“Here. And I hope you **** on them.” said one of the angry residents.

As Nancy started to leaf through them, a grimace of disgust crossed her face. Totally annoyed, she lowered her eye glasses a bit down her nose to address the gathering.

“Alright. Are you people that uncooperative and crude that you need to vandalize these documents? Look here. Surely not everyone’s initials are ‘F’ and ‘U’ or have four letter obscenities in your first or last names. We’ll do it all over again, people. These will have to be destroyed and redone.” she said dryly.

“We have a shredder up on the second floor next to the coffee shop. It works pretty good. Feel free to use it.” offered someone.

“No, thank you. I’ll use the one in Mrs. Sykes’ office. I believe she and her daughter, Diana are there already finishing the necessary papers.”

“Oh, I think they’re,...er...tied up for the moment.” added one wit.

“No matter. I’ll go up there myself and prepare the remaining documents. My assistant, Ms. Morgan, will redistribute new eviction notices to those who wish. I can play hardball too, so I suggest that you do it promptly and correctly this time. It would be in your best interests to cooperate. Especially if you want your security deposits returned in a timely manner. If at all!”