Gail Kim cursed loudly, she was not having a good day. The dishwasher she'd just gotten had quite on her. She called the service company and they had said they be right over. Right over the next day at 7 in the morning.
Gail hated crap like that, but then again so did the rest of the world. service companies liked to wake you at un-godly hours. They had a think for it, just like delivery companies. Sighing Gail left her kitchen and headed into her den.
She had a lot of things that needed shorting out. Her alliance with Jarrett and AMW was not going the way it was supposed to be. Jeff's true nature was coming to light, and it wasn't one she liked. It was that of a back stabbing little bitch. She'd had enough of that with the WWE, it was filled with backstabbing bitches. AMW was not helping matters by having become the two biggest wimps in TNA.
Gail sank into her soft leather chair, and stared into the fire that was going. She needed to make some changes, it was becoming clear to her. That in order to make in out of the coming war. She was going to have to jump ship. Team sissy boy was not going to take her down with it's fall.
No Gail was smart, talented and no one's fool. She was in need of a change, and it was going to have to happen soon. With the lines being drawn, and the players taking sides. Gail was going to have to draft herself to a new team. Just which team was the puzzle she was having problems with.
TNA management was not to be trusted and lied to often to even think of a short term relationship. 3D was out on the grounds they would put her through a table first before hearing her out. Christian Cage, was not unknown to her. He would be a good person to take sides with, however Gail wasn't sure he'd want her on his team. Captain Charisma tended to play solo these days.
Cage was also hanging some what with 3D. It would be to hard to attempt any talks with him at present. Abyss and his manager James Mitchell were too out where for Gail. Not that she fell for the image they fronted. But they liked to play on a field that Gail didn't feel comfortable with.
Mitchell was very intelligent, and had been in the business for a long time. He knew how to work what he had, both his mind and image. It wasn't fear of the two that made Gail want to cross them off her list. It was health respect for what they could do that did.
Gail wasn't stupid or slow by any means, but she didn't like having to always be on top form mentally. It was a lot like poor Jean Grey when she was taken over by Phoenix. Having to be in top mental form, fight with all she had every moment of every day. Never slipping not even for a second. Gail didn't want to have that level of stress.
What Gail wanted was someone she could work with. Someone who would back her up and be there for her business wise. A joint partner ship with equal rewards and say. She didn't want to play the fool for anyone, she wasn't going to bow down to anyone. Gail wanted to be on equal footing with the person she stick a deal with.
It wasn't like she was looking for love or anything. All she wanted was a chance to work with someone to get the respect and money they had coming. To get to the top of the mountain, grab that brass ring and hold on tight. Get the lime light, show the world the meaning of highlight reel.
Clime that ladder...ladder, ladder, now there was a thought. Jeff Hardy, he was both talented, smart, and not currently on anyone's side. Jeff Hardy was a free agent, who was looking for the same things she was.
Respect, money, fame, to show the world what the word greatness meant. It was clear to Gail, her answer was Jeff Hardy. Now all she had to do was reach out and grab her brass ring before someone else realized it.