15 minute ficlet: Reasons

15 minute ficlet: Reasons

Originally posted here in response to the Lyrics Prompt “I don’t need your reasons – I know you’re good.”

“I don’t need your reasons.” Junji took the photo from the too-thin, too-blonde woman. “I’m here to do a job.”

“But…” She gestured with manicured hands, fruitlessly.

“But?” Junji shrugged, studied the picture, and handed it back. “You have something you need done, and you’re willing to pay for having it done well. Right?”

“I know you’re good… I mean, I heard you were good,” she faltered. “You come really well recommended. And,” she muttered, “no one else would take the job.”

“Well,” Junji shrugged philosophically, “it’s that sort of job. That’s what I get called in for.”

“You don’t mind?” She seemed to be saying I’d mind.

“Why should I?” She didn’t answer You learn to stop caring. “It’s money they aren’t getting, and I am, and after all…”

“A girl’s got to do what she’s got to do to survive.” The blonde nodded, understanding. “Even if you have to take the jobs no-one else wants.”

Junji eyed her, beginning to understand the client. That wasn’t good. She didn’t like the kinship-feeling. She didn’t like thinking of her clients as people, or her targets. They were money-in, money-out. They were what she had to do to survive.

Ack. She looked at the picture again, studied the way his nose tilted just to one side, the expensive suit that didn’t actually suit him, the very very charming blue eyes. “Not your son. Not your husband. Not your ex, or your lover.”

“The boss’s son,” she murmured, gratified and embarrassed all at once. “I’m divorced, single, and my daughters live with their father.”

“And he’s…” Not a rival. Too far above her in the hierarchy to be that, and too young. They were on different tracks completely.

“Really, really good with his tongue,” the woman whispered, her blush suggesting the blonde had once been normal.

“Ah.” It helped, Junji was surprised to find, to know something about their reasons. “I’ll deliver him to you tomorrow, as per our agreement.” And probably not take the opportunity to try out that tongue herself.

“I know you will,” the woman smiled. “You’re the best.”

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5 Replies to “15 minute ficlet: Reasons”

  1. I now blame you for the No Doubt stuck in my head. All your fault!! What does she do? Kill people? I thought assassin once “target” came up. But then he’ll be alive. Kidnapping? No typos.

      1. Really? Judging by this : Not a rival. Too far above her in the hierarchy to be that, and too young. They were on different tracks completely. The woman can’t be the same one, as she was the CEO in that one, and is clearly not, here. Fell on bad times? And if he’s the boss’s son, he’s probably not an intern. Confused…

          1. Possibly! Or she lost it all in the economic downturn and is no longer a CEO. Her company went belly up? Now she’s forced to hire out, because she can’t use a position of power to rope a guy into this. Puns intended! Huh, I have no sexy icon…

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