Just a short chapter with Oscar and Eliot.
Carlos Asuaje is an actual real life prospect. Jorge Danu is not.
Oscar's in his office going over some scouting reports for a pitcher the team's considering acquiring when he's interrupted by a timid knock on the door.
"I'm a little busy here," Oscar calls out, not looking away from his whiteboard. He plucks a placard with the player's name and number off the board and taps it against his palm as he runs through all his options. He could maybe afford to part with Carlos Asuaje…but Cincinnati would almost assuredly ask for more.
"It's urgent, sir."
Oscar tears his eyes away from the whiteboard. Eliot, the social media intern who manages Ginny's Twitter, Instagram, and Snapchat accounts, is standing in the doorway with a cell phone in one hand and a laptop in the other.
"What's the problem, Eliot?" Oscar asks.
"We have a situation, Mr. Arguella." Eliot hovers in the doorway. "Can I, um…come in? Or are you busy?"
"Just tell spit it out, Eliot. I'm in the middle of something here," Oscar says, snapping his fingers and motioning at Eliot to come into his office.
Eliot steps in and nudges the door shut with the heel of his shoe. "Uh, well, long story short, Ginny used to date Trevor Davis of the Cards when they were both in the minors. Well, Davis got hacked. All his personal info, his cell number, his credit cards, home address got posted on a website. Along with…pictures. Of him and Ginny."
Oscar feels all the blood drain from his face and he sits down heavily behind his desk. The tips of his fingers start to tingle. "Pictures?"
"I'm trying to trace the source of the hack. The only thing I'm reasonably sure of right now is it wasn't Davis himself," Eliot says, offering Oscar a nervous smile. "Some gossip site emailed them to all the guys too."
Shit, Oscar thinks. "Shit." He rubs his hands over his face. "This is not good."
"No, it really isn't," Eliot chimes in.
"Thanks for that invaluable insight, Eliot," Oscar mutters, dropping his hands into his lap. He pulls out his phone and opens up his mailbox. Sure enough, there's an email labeled GINNY BAKER AS YOU'VE NEVER SEEN HER: AMERICA'S DARLING BARES IT ALL? sitting in his spam inbox. Oscar doesn't click the attachments.
The placard flutters to his desk. Jorge Danu #33 RHP Cincinnati Reds. Oscar sighs. Danu will just have to wait for now. Looks like Oscar's got himself an entirely new jam to wriggle out of at the moment.