Power shifts from mother to son

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“She’s on the phone and raging. Are you in?”

She gave a pained smile. Janice is great; she’d take a bullet for me, or my cock. But I’d never offer she’s way too valuable to risk for just sex. I smiled and waved her out. I picked up the phone.

“You ass! You really fucked this up! Did you READ this thing? I’m going to be out on my ass next week and it’s all YOUR fault! I do not know why I trusted you! Damn you!”

And then she was gone. I stared at the phone and actually laughed. Well, I’ll call her back later, after I finish the plan. Two hours later I got a call from Calder. Mom had called him, of course. He was great. He said nothing about the family connection but stood firm with her. She insisted he take over and he resolutely refused. She was livid. She hated not being in charge of this and worse she hated that I was and that I knew more than her. When I called her back her mood had gone from towering rage to sullen anger.

“Mother, we need to meet to go over our response.”

“I’m fucked either way, what’s the point?”

I laughed.

“Hardly, not even close. But it’s going to take a lot of time and research to nullify their action. Come to my house Friday night at nine.”

“Why can’t we meet in my office?”

Mom trying to control, again. I was polite.

“No mother, my house, nine PM.”

She acted like she hadn’t heard me.

“Then our house, if you prefer.”

I sighed to myself.

“Mother, you heard me, I’ll be waiting. Goodbye.”

I gently hung up the phone. That was the most defiant thing I had ever done to my mother and I had done it so politely. Now, all she had to do was show up.

CHAPTER 4

She did and right on time. She must have come straight from the office because she carried only her business case, no luggage. She probably thought this wouldn’t take long and then tomorrow she could call Warren or Calder to check. I opened the door and we were eye to eye, she had her heels on. Her face was a little drawn. The merest impression of dark circles shaded under her eyes. I’d never seen that. This situation must be taking a toll. She came in and looked at me. I pointed to my dining room which had been changed into the war room for this project. My antique mahogany table had three twenty seven inch monitors on it tied into the server in my basement. Stacks of papers were neatly arranged in front of the other chair. I was ready. I didn’t bother asking her if she had eaten. Silently she took her place, now she was glaring at me, just a little. I sat next to her.

“Now mother, this is what’s going on.”

Three hours later she was having trouble keeping her eyes open. She’d been with me the whole time and now I was done. She looked mildly impressed.

“This was all your work, your idea?”

“Yes.”

“This is risky. Why do you think it will work?”

“Because, they know I’m running this. All they see is a young kid and it’s making them cocky. I, on the other hand have gone over every takeover they have done or tried. I can pretty safely guess what they will do next.”

Mother scoffed.

“Oh like this thing I got the other day?”

“Mother, that was a set up. I didn’t know what they would send and I needed to flush them out early. Yeah it was a shock but, as you see we’re ready.”

Mom just looked at me hard for a few seconds. A glimmer of admiration crossed her face. Her green eyes had a peculiar light.

“You really do know what you’re doing, don’t you?”

I ignored her remark. But that was a breakthrough.

“You look beat.”

She sighed and got up.

“Yes, But I should be alright to drive.”

Now was another chance to turn the tables.

“You’re not driving.”

She looked right at me and raised an eye.

“Excuse me?”

“You’re exhausted. I am not risking my client’s health and possibly life. You will stay here tonight.”

I have a really big fucking house, so it’s not like it was a hardship.

“But I brought nothing.”

“Mother, I’ll give you something to wear tonight and wash your clothes for the morning. It’s Saturday so it won’t matter that they are today’s outfit, you’re only going home.”

She seemed to be thinking.

“Mom, it’s not an offer, it’s an order. You know damn well you’re too tired to drive an hour. Just stay.”

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