"I am sorry it had to come to this commissioner but i will have to end our deal" I said tapping my hands gently on the pile of files on my table.
"Really why so?" The commissioner asked from the other end of the phone.
I opened my mouth for a moment in absolute awe. Why so?, I had to bite my tongue from retorting probably because your son is a fucking fool who can keep is pants up.
"I am sure you have seen the news Mr commissioner " I said making sure to stress on the mister commissioner. " I want to do what is in the best interest of myself and my brand " I said finally.
There was moment of silence for a moment I thought that he wouldn't answer me. I could only hear shuffling and resulting rustle sounds in the background.
"Why don't you come over to my house for dinner, we would talk more rationally then" he said his voice was calm but I could detect the slight warning in his voice when he said the word 'rationally'.
"I don't think that would be necessary sir..." I started but I was caught off
"Oh but I think it would be very very necessary miss Backlay, I would see you 9:30 tonight for dinner at my place" he said and I opened my mouth to object again but once again I was caught off "don't be late" he added ending the call.
I opened my mouth in shock staring at the phone in my hands. The audacity of the man acting like I was the one caught in a scandal and he was doing me a favor.
He had the audacity to threaten me. Me!. The anger swelled in my chest leaving me a bit light headed.
A small wicked smile played on my lips as I internally decided to attend this dinner. The commissioner had to let me go he couldn't possibly think I was going to stay there and let his good for nothing son drag my image in the mud.
It was fine if he didn't want to, willingly because I had a Trump card up my sleeves that was going to change everything to my favour anyways.
"Well judging from the psychotic smile on your lips I am sure that call with the commissioner didn't go very well" Nina said coming into my office again. I won't be surprised if she was eavesdropping on my conversation form the onset.
"Don't I pay you to actually do your job here rather than monitor me" I said irritated falling back into the chair.
"I don't know what you got yourself into but I suggest you get out of it" Nina said
"I know, I am working on it Nina" I said
"Good," she replied curtly taking a sit opposite to mine
"We got an anonymous donation yesterday, almost two hundred million dollars for the hill's case" Nina said switching back to business mode thankfully
My initial squeal turned into a frown. No one wanted anything to do with that case for almost a year now. It was one of those cases that subsequently led to no where and I have been trying for months to get people interested in the case.
My foundation helped women and children in abuse trying to reach cases that the law could simply not solve.
Every month I put a list of cases of women and children online and send it to well to do business men and politicians who in turn chose cases to donate money to help me help them out.
Some gave out of 'courtsey' for my dad who I no longer spoke to at the moment but they didn't need to know that...yet. This foundation is the only good thing that has come out of the sour relationship I have with my dad.
My dad before he suddenly disappeared had worked for the Feds and had incriminating files against most of prominent men in the country from politicians to pators to business men, the mafia you name it.
He stole some of these files when he worked and kept copies of it everywhere around the world. My dad had signed this documents to my name without fully giving me access to it, basically making me a walking target.
Imagine entrusting your eighteen year old daughter to incriminating files of dangerous men who pointed guns to her head ones in a while.
After the death of my mom Nina had helped me finally get my signature out of the documents, the details of how she did this were vague to me.
Francis had disappeared and I was free with his money and I made sure to spend every last bit of it or so I thought. Prior to the foundation I realized that Francis Backlay's money could only help me solve a handful of issues I mean we have a lot of money but money finish. I needed another bigger source of funds, so I decided to start my foundation.
Only to find out the rich had a funny way of thinking .A trip to the Bahamas, a summer in Italy a chain worth millions, adding thousands of collections to your name was a yes but simply giving to a woman and child suffering abuse was a big no no? Please make it make sense.
I had some of the files Francis had but I decided to keep some and I am glad I did because rich people never gave without wanting something in return.
I have no regrets doing what I did and I made it seem like Francis Backlay was still with all of this files so I didn't have a target on my back but no one was that stupid to think I was a naive woman with no knowledge of her father's handiwork hence they left me alone and I was no longer a target.
The commissioner had made that mistake with me today making him an absolute fool and I will do well to put him in his place in due time.
My foundation needed help starting at first hence why I used the files at the beginning but subsequently people had started giving out of the goodness of their hearts, like Mr anonymous did today.
"Did he leave any other information asides his money?" I said taking the tablet from her and looking at the statement of account with the two hundred million dollars.
"Yes he did an interesting one might I add" Nina said leaning in slightly "he wants a physical meeting with you, said he wants to discuss his involvement in this case in details" Nina said
I crossed my legs and moved my chair from side to side a smile gracing my face.
"Fix a meeting, something tells me that I would like this guy very much " I said.