“I’ve done everything you’ve asked, Celerina,” The first voice is Treina, her boss. “All I want for is to be full owner. I don’t think that’s asking too much.”
“Give you my club? What makes you think you’ve earned that?” The second voice – Celerina? – belongs to a woman with an odd accent. “You are not done repaying me just yet, and I do not just give up my clubs, especially this one…”
“Give up!? I am the one running things here…I am the one busting my ass every day making this club what it is!” Treina interrupts her.
“You forget what I know about you, Jade,” the woman interjects.
‘Jade?” Gina wonders to herself as she does her best to stand quietly, pondering whether she should go get security. She decides to stay a bit longer just in case, and shifts closer to the door to try and peek through the office window.
“I’ve made deals for you!” Treina yells. Gina winces when her voice hits the sharp F an octave higher than normal that indicates she’s pissed. “I’ve swindled people. Hell, I’ve even laundered money, and worse for fucks sake! You’re changing the deal, Celerina, and I don’t like it.”
Celerina laughs haughtily. “Now, now, Jade….”
“Don’t! Don’t call me that again. Jade is dead. I left that name and everything attached to it a long time ago.”
“Until I say so, I own you….Jade. You are never too far from who you used to be and there is much I still want from you.”