Incest Justin Thyme by Callicious

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Yes Sir! Thank you, Sir!"

"Tell me, do you know which office David Abernathy is using this trip?"

"Mister Abernathy is using 113 this time, Sir. Would you like me to have him come out to meet you?"

"No, that won't be necessary. Thanks. Would I be correct in guessing Abernathy is one who gives you grief?"

"Sorry, Sir. I shouldn't have let on."

Pete nodded and led the way into the office area. When they arrived at 113 he opened the door without bothering to knock and found a rather harried looking secretary behind a desk typing furiously at a computer terminal.

"Can I help you, Sir?"

"I'm looking for David Abernathy."

"I'm sorry, Sir, but Mr. Abernathy went to the Elk Grove Village office to meet with the GE Electromotive reps. He will probably be gone all day. Is there anything I can assist you with?"

"I thought that meeting was scheduled for one o'clock this afternoon?"

"Yes, Sir, it is, but Mr. Abernathy said he needed to go over early. I'm trying to get the paperwork finalized for the meeting now."

"Thank you. We will get out of your way and not detain you any longer. I'll find him over there. If you speak with him, please don't mention I was here."

"Yes, Sir."

A thoughtful look was on Pete's face as he led Dave and Michael from the room and out to the Security desk.

"Go ahead and sign out, Mike. I don't know if we'll be back or not." He turned to the guard. "Can you tell me if David Abernathy signed out of the building and where he went?"

"No sir, he didn't sign out, although I saw him leave a little bit ago. Sometimes he steps across the street to get coffee and something to eat in the mornings and comes right back."

"Do you know which car he is driving, and is it here?"

The guard walked to the door and looked out across the lot. "No, sir, it isn't here."

"Thank you very much. We won't detain you longer. Oh, yes, one more thing. What car is he driving, and do you by any chance have the plate number?"

"Certainly. We had to give him a temporary pass since he is here for a week." He walked back to his kiosk and looked in his records. "By the way, nice wheels you Execs get. He's driving a silver Lincoln Towncar with a Colorado license plate."

"Towncar?"

"Yeah, I asked him that and he told me it was an Executive upgrade, and that it was none of my business."

"Interesting. Thank you. By the way, take a look at my Executive upgrade. It's a Nissan Versa. I know we get frequent user upgrades to mid-size, but I've never been offered a Continental. Thank you very much for your assistance."

Pete's temper was building rapidly, although he tried his best to control it as they got back into the car. Michael spoke up from the back seat, "Pete, in fairness to Mr. Abernathy, Dad once rented a mid-size car that had a bad tire, and they didn't have anything smaller than a Towncar on the lot to give us. He may have had the same experience."

Pete took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Alright, Mike. I'll give him the chance to explain, but a lot of things are stacking up against him right now. He may have an explanation, and I'll give him that chance. Dave, you'd better be prepared for meeting with the Electromotive people if this goes down badly."