Riley sees her boss for a "meeting"

The branch seemed uninhabited maybe except for the light of the 2nd floor.

Renditt inc. It said in large gray blocks on the front of the building... "sheesh this mustv'e been built like, a hundred years ago!" She thought to herself, finding something else to complain about.

Suddenly on the rooftop of the building on the other street was a hooded figure in a dark suit signed with CM on it's ches__

"Woah woah woah!" Interrupted Michaels, "were you responsible for that missing persons case from 3 years ago?!"

"No" you answer

"I was simply a spectator to see the events that unfolded"

"SO YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENED?!"

"yes... Anyway on with the stor_"

"What happened?" Asked Sanchez curiously

"IM GETTING TO THAT!"

"Anyway... Peering with the red pupils behind the mask the dark figure"____ loomed and saw perfectly the events that transpired.

Riley stepped into the office, unknowing of all the decay and wrongness of the chairs and simply writing it off as "just oldness being cleaned up" as she walked up the stairs, seeing several paintings of famous figures in the conpany's history.

The entity was latched on the window spying on her and the events thar transpir__

"We get it..." and with a sigh you continue

"Riley walked up 3 flights of stairs"__ possibly too overworked and numb to the mind to unserstand what she saw.

She saw an empty meeting room except her boss on the table, there were broken old rotary chairs and desk drawers there.

"Hello Ms. Svenson... Riley...."

"Umm... Hello Mr. Jameson... Um where are_"

"Take a seat"

"Wha?"

"Take. A. SEAT" he insisted seriously

Riley took a seat on an only rotary chair, not used since 1999, "soo... Mr. Jameson what should i?_"

*kilk!* snapped the handuff as it binded Riley's arm to the chair

*kilk* snapped another one as it binded another one to the chair.

"M...MR. JAMESON?" Riley shrieked in confusion and fear

"...yknow Riley... Ever since i had my 1st secretary theyv'e always liked my charms... But not you..."

"H-huh... MR. JAMESON WHAT THE *mmmfff " muffling her mouth with his hand, Jameson continued

"That's what made me want you!, that's why i lured you here, that's why your bound to this chair right now!" He explained furiously

"Mmmgffff!!" Riley tried to shriek in fear... Seeing as she finally got what he was going to do.

Jameson pulled out ductape and forcefully applied it to her lips.

At this point Riley had a slight sliver of tears rolling out of her eyes, with a slowly expanding puddle going through her spanx.

"Riley riley riley..." Jameson said until *WHAM!* came a thudding sound as Jameson smacked her **** with a well placed Blackjack.

The figure peered inside increasingly excited to know what would happen next.