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Eat the Rude	By : Juliette Category: G through L > Hannibal Views: 3114 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Juliette was annoyed. She had gone to her off site office after visiting Hannibal this morning. She was picking up some files on old patients that needed to be archived by the secretary the temp agency had sent over was anything but helpful. Juliette shuffled through the files that piled on her desk, cursing as she went. She knew she should have told Will to come over at a later time than 7. Maybe she should text him.
    "Eileen.......Eileen......Eileen!" She called to her secretary from her office.
She threw a pile of papers on her chair and stormed out to the waiting room. Eileen sat at her desk. She was an unfortunate looking girl with a face that reminded Juliette of a pig, a pudgy body and greasy black hair.
    "Eileen I have been calling you. Could you please text Will Graham for me and tell him I am so sorry but I really need him to come by at 9 and not 7. Also, where are those files I asked you to put together?"
Eileen moved slowly grabbing Juliette's phone from the edge of the desk to text Will.
    "I didn't get to them, I was kind of busy today."
Juliette stopped dead in the doorway to her office.
    "Doing what? There were not patients here today."
Eileen put the phone down on the desk and gave a heavy, indignant sigh.
    "I was just busy okay?" the slight edge in her voice made Juliette cringe.
Juliette moved into her office and unlocked a small drawer in her desk. Inside was a very large silver letter opener with a very ornate mermaid carved into the handle. Juliette took off her coat and stepped out of her shoes. Her leopard Christian Louboutin's were her favorites. She would never forgive herself if they got blood on them, this dress on the other hand she didn't really care for. She walked out into the waiting room. Eileen's back was to her. She was playing some game on the computer.
    "You know Eileen, when the temp agency sent you over here I wasn't quite sure about you. You didn't really have any of the qualifications I was looking for but I thought I would give you a chance."
Juliette put her hand on Eileen's shoulder. She grinned to herself as she ran her hand up through her rough black hair and grabbed a huge hunk pulling her head back with a jerk. Eileen yelped and began to screamed and struggle. Her hands flew up above her head, trying to beat Juliette away. Juliette put the letter opener to her throat and Eileen stopped struggling.
    "I will make this quick and semi painless because I still want you to suffer a little but count yourself lucky my dear that I don't cut your fat little back open and rip your spine out. I will abide many things but not rudeness and you little piggy have been very, very rude."
Before Eileen could scream again Juliette drug the letter opener across her throat. The skin split and crimson blood poured onto the desk. Eileen clutched at her throat as Juliette stood back. She slid from the chair onto the smooth black floor. She still struggled to breath as Juliette knelt over her. Without a word, she plunged the letter opener into Eileen's heart. Juliette felt blood splatter over her lips and cheek. She ran her tongue over it, tasting it. Eileen's eyes were wide with terror. Juliette stood up and grabbed a handkerchief out of the top drawer of the desk and began to clean the letter opener. The life slowly drained from Eileen's eyes.
    "Just die already." Juliette muttered under her breath as she fixed her hair in the massive mirror that hung on the wall behind the desk.
She head a gasp and then, silence. Juliette put the letter opener back into her the drawer and locked it. Cutting through the silence that now filled the office she heard her phone buzzing on the desk. Will was calling.
    "Well hello handsome."
    "I got your text, so 9 then?"
    "Yes Will, I am so sorry I had to push the time back but I had some trouble here at my off site office."
    "Do you need me to come by? What happened?"
    "Oh nothing." she said sitting on the desk to avoid the blood pool growing on the floor. "I just had to fire my secretary."
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