‘Bollocks!’ Kadem thought to himself ‘I really hate this bloody job sometimes!’
He looked through his latest work order and really wished that he could just bin it and walk away but, in his profession, that really wasn’t an option. He rubbed his eyes and briefly put his head in his hands before turning his attention back to the screen.
She was beautiful, absolutely no doubt about it; a work of art one might say. She moved with the grace of a dancer and her smile could light up a room
‘Good morning my lovely’ he whispered
She couldn’t hear him of course but still he took pleasure in watching her. She waved to a guy selling coffee from a little street cart, jumped over a puddle and laughed as the water splashed her heels. This girl had such a lust for life…..
Kadem had been watching this one for weeks; his job necessitated that he learn as much as possible about his subjects. He studied her and her interactions with others, he looked at her work, her productivity rates and her online profiles. Of course, he wasn’t supposed to have any kind of emotional attachment and, normally, he could maintain a professional distance but this one was different…..
The guys he worked for had decided that she should be terminated and that was all there was to it but Christ! this would be hard! How did you end something so beautiful, so alive? His fingered hovered, he hesitated…….he never hesitated. Why was this so difficult? He had a job to do, why couldn’t he do it?
He ran his fingers through his hair, distracted, agitated and then turned his attention back to the girl once again. She was laughing at something; her long blonde hair was whipped up in the breeze and she pushed it impatiently away from her face, then she turned…
It was as though she was looking straight at him. The laughter faded from her eyes and something else replaced it. She didn’t turn away or run, she just stood there staring, her face sad.
“You cannot see me” Kadem said out loud “You can’t possibly see me”
This had never happened before, what the hell was he going to do? The girl still hadn’t moved but now her head was bowed, her eyes lowered; the stance of a supplicant. Kadem had never regretted his choice of career, he had a huge amount of freedom and was exceptionally well paid but this…oh this…….he brushed a lone tear from his cheek and steeled himself to do what he knew he must do…
<DELETE> One key stroke and she was gone.
‘Fuck! I hate this job sometimes!’ Kadem said to himself…there was no-one else there.