It was time. I headed into the wardrobe on my way to see Horta. This was the day that I was taking him on. All by myself. And I was a bundle of nerves. I felt like I was going to have a nervous breakdown or something.
I climbed the steep ascend to his office and smiled to myself thinking about all the possibilities that could unfold by the time I reached the top of the staircase.
KNOCK, KNOCK! I could feel my heart thumping against my chest and I felt instantly nervous. I felt like I was away to be sick.
"Come in," a voice shouted from the other side of the door. I slowly opened the door and made my way inside. Horta sat with his back to me, spinning around in his chair when he heard the door open.
"Betty, dear, what can I do for you?" Horta said as he looked me straight in the eye with a smile on his face. I felt nervous all over again. I did not know how this plan was going to work out but I really hoped that it did.
"I have a proposition for you. $20,000 enough?" I asked.
Horta gained a confused expression on his face. "Enough for what, dear?" I groaned at his unneeded affection.
"Fine, then $50,000 to bring back Gio!" I exclaimed feeling frustrated.
Horta laughed whole heartedly. I looked at him feel annoyed. How dare he laugh at me? What gave him the right to? I was fed up of this.
"Betty, there is no way we are bringing Gio back. Even if it is just to spite those Getty people out there. Do you have any ideas how much complaints we get from them since he left?" Horta explained.
What an asshole! All I wanted was to be happy and the girls had helped me. "Please Horta?" I asked. He shook his head and turned around in his chair. End of discussion.
I slowly descended the stairs kicking my shoes off and throwing one off of the wall. I was pissed. He would not get away with this for long. I was going to get my Gio back. Even if it meant bringing Horta down once and for all. He was going down! I just needed the girls help…