Chapter 22: Rumors
The rest of the week Jeanie fell into the routine, she started by making coffee every morning, checked her emails, went through the list of appointments for Janus and then revised his schedule as asked him every day if she needed him to order his lunch.
They had meetings all the time, at least two or three times a week. Jeanie was there taking notes, sitting next to Janus, and many attendee’s marveled at what a handsome couple they made. Some ever asked if they were married.
“Yes, it’s the only way I could get her to be my secretary, Janus would joke.”
Jeanie would immediately turn red with embarrassment.
“No, my husband is actually his boss, Jeanie would counter, and I was told to keep an eye on him.”
Janus would stagger away like Jeanie had delivered the knock-out blow and everybody would erupt in laughter. Jeanie quickly realized that even thou, Janus was not the most personably guy, but he was making a real effort to be sociable, it was almost like a man who had been an accountant his whole life who when he finally retired, had decided to try standup comedy on an open mic night, because that had always been his secret passion.
After that first day Jeanie politely declined his offer to go out with him for lunch, Janus never asked her again. Sometimes she would ask again, because unlike before, once she got to know him she felt rather comfortable, he was really a very nice guy.
Janus left for lunch almost every day at the same time, and when he did, he would never tell Jeanie where he was going, or when he would be back, but that she could always reach him on his cell phone, in case of an emergency.
Zach never asked Jeanie out for lunch again, nor did he offer to bring her anything back from wherever he was going.
She remembered him saying that he did not like to go out in public to eat, that had changed.
Jeanie found herself eating lunch by herself at her desk instead of the lunchroom often, until finally, one of the women that Jeanie had made friends with during training saw her sitting at her desk alone once too often and asked her to join her and her friends for lunch.
When Jeannie went back to the cubicles with the “girls” they would share lunch, and gossip.
“Oh, my God, Jeannie, your boss is so hot, Karen a twice divorced brunette said.”
“Our boss, Jeannie corrected, yea, he’s a good-looking guy but very quiet, she replied.”
“Jeannie, how can you get any work done, when he’s standing in front of you with that large bulge in the front of his pants, Rachel an attractive, but trashy blond replied.”
“I stay focused on my work, that how, Jeanie said.”
“You’re not even curious, Sierra an older heavyset black woman asked?”
“Curious, about what, Jeanie asked?”
Rachel held up her office ruler and slide it in and out of her mouth slightly, I bet he is sooo- good in bed, if you know what I mean, and they all started laughing loudly.”
Jeannie’s face started turning red, and she shook her head embarrassed.
“I wouldn’t know he’s just my boss, Jeanie said.”
“Jeanie are you telling me that if you and that man had to travel overnight to another city on assignment and you had to share the same bed, you wouldn’t let him, Tina asked.”
“Jeanie looked horrified, No, I’m a married woman, I would book double rooms, she said.”
What if there was only a one-bedroom vacancy?
Then I would make him sleep on the couch, Jeanie said.”
“What if he offered you a promotion, or a raise, just for one night with him, Karen, asked?”
“Slap his face…and then make him sleep on the floor instead, Jeanie replied.
The cubicle erupted in laughter again.
“The boss sleeping on the couch, I don’t think so princess, Sierra said.”
“How long have you and your husband been married, Karen asked.”
“Well technically just over ten years, but I’ve known him since before high-school, Jeanie, said.”
“You mean you’ve only been with one man, Karen asked?”
“Is that a bad thing, Jeanie replied embarrassed?”
“Your married your high school sweetheart Tina said, she was a younger girl who dyed her hair pink, that is so romantic?”
“You would think so, wouldn’t you, Jeanie said.”
“And you were never curious, Sierra asked?”
I love my husband so that I don’t need anyone else, Jeanie said.”
“Don’t you know that’s its every secretary’s unspoken duty, to give her boss an occasional blow-job, Karen said?”
“Well I didn’t see it on the list of job requirements before I started.
Oh, you just have to read in-between the lines Karen said.
I’m sure my husband would not approve.”
“Hey Jeanie, it almost been a month when are we going to meet your husband
“At the luncheon next week, Jeanie answered.”
“I wonder if Jonah’s married, Tina said dreamily?”
“I didn’t see a ring on his finger, so maybe he’s gay, Rachel commented?”
“Just because he’s not married doesn’t mean he’s gay, he might have a girlfriend, Jeanie countered.”
“Or divorced, Tina responded.”
“Did you see any pictures of a girlfriend on his desk, Rachel remarked.”
“No, I didn’t see any pictures of a woman, or children, but that still doesn’t mean he’s gay, Jeanie said.”
“Doesn’t it seem odd to you, that he doesn’t have one picture of anyone, on his desk Rachel asked?”
“Well maybe he’s private person, but if you stopped and spoke to Janus for a few minutes you would see that he’s nothing like you think he is, cold, aloof, mysterious, really he’s just a guy who is socially awkward. A lot of people are, Jeanie thought back on her own past, I mean some people who are good professionally are not as good on a personally level.”
“Nah that boy’s look’s gay, Rachel said, and he just don’t want anyone to know; that’s why he so quiet.”
“Rachel, you can’t be that judgmental, Jeanie said shaking her head exasperated.”
“Well, maybe she has a point, Sierra said, how many straight men do you know with the name Janus, Sierra asked?
“It is uncommon, Tina agreed.”
“You can’t determine a man’s sexuality just by his name.” Jeannie defended.
“If you have a boy, you don’t want to him named like one of those “gender-neutral” freaks that could go either way, you know like: Pat, Jamie, or Tracy, I mean just looked what happed to that poor Brucie Jenner.”
“Janus is an old named based on a Roman God, a god of transitions and New Beginnings, Jeanie said.”
“Oh, yea I get it Tina said, like one of those apostolates, John, Paul, Peter, and Ringo she confirmed.”
“No honey, he wasn’t named after one of the apostles, that’s Christianity, Jeanie corrected.
“He wasn’t named after one of the Beatles either, Sierra added.”
“Yea, Ringo was the bad one, Tina added completely oblivious.”
“A man that good looking has got to be gay, Sierra concluded.”
“Maybe he has a girlfriend, and there not married yet? Tina offered.”
“Or maybe he just hasn’t found the right women yet, Jeanie offered.”
“Or the right man, Rachel countered.
The entire cubical erupted in laughter again.
A few days later Zach received his first shipment He had to sign off on it like any other delivery. The generic crates were simply marked, “Fragile,” and when Janus, was alone, after-hours, he moved the crates with a dolly from a small, nearby supply closet, that had a warning sign reading, “High Voltage,” on the outside. The door had two sets of locks each requiring a separate key, and a silent alarm with an internal video camera, on a twenty-four-hour loop.
But Janus decided to move of the supplies upstairs to his personal office where he felt they would be much safer with him there until they were picked-up.
Janus on appearance seemed like a very professional, straight-laced, and by the book, type of guy.
Even trust-worthy, and he was, on most things, but not when it came to woman. Woman were Jonan’s weakness. Not just any women thou, beautiful woman, and more than that, a woman with that undefinable spark, he didn’t have it, but he could see it in other’s and that spark fascinated him. Some people just had a lifeforce (he had extinquished enough of them), that was so bright it illuminated their body and it was that feature that attracted Jeanie to Janice the most.
Janus had always felt superior to the common man, and in many ways, he was, but he did not have that larger than life, magnetism, Jeanie did. Animal Magnitism??? Raw sexuality.
It was that glow that made Jeanie glow at 100 watts when everybody else were just at 60? He himself might have been 40. And worse than that he seemed to have a dark energy about him.
Janus had spent his entire improving himself. He constantly strived to expand his IQ, Memory, Psychic Abilities, and to overcome or eliminate, pain, fear, fatigue, and eventually even death itself.
Nobody pushed the limits of the human body like Janus. One time during a fire-fight (gun battle), Janus had a molar become infected and the zone was so hot no support could land. The pain was so bad that Janus couldn’t eat or sleep for two days until he grabbed a rusty pair of pliers, and pulled it out himself. He was twenty years old.
With gloved hands Janus carefully opened one of the crates; each crate contained bags of white powder measured in kilos. Dozens of bags. Maybe Hundred. Jonah took one of them and then resealed the crate. Jonah had a narrow window of opportunity to replace the powder with something similar in color, perhaps creatine, procaine, or boric acid, something had to be used before the other field agents disguised as commercial delivery drivers came back to pick them up.
Commercial grade bags of this content were sealed hermetically, crimped with a form-fill-heat seal, because it wasn’t designed to be reclosed after it was opened, but Janus had access to an automatic (VFFS) machine so resealing or even replacing the original packaging was risky but not impossible. If Janus was caught he knew it would be the end of everything: his reputation, his career, his pension, he may even serve time in a federal penitentiary. Everything he worked his entire life for -gone forever.
And yet compared to what he stood to gain, the risk was nothing, the only passion he had in life came from these rare opportunities to exploit and control the very system that created him.
Janus saw an old rerun on cable one night called Logan’s Run, and in the movie anyone over 30 was automatically executed, without exception. Well it was Logan and his partners job Francis job, (called sandman), to execute the people who “ran” or tried to escape the self-inflicted death penalty.
And he would execute or terminate them with these lightening pistols that never really projected anything. In the movie the government choose Logan to infiltrate a secret band of terrorist to lead them to Sanctuary so all of the opposition could be destroyed once and for all.
No body knew except logan, and the age indicator on his hand changed colors, when Francis leaned of his age execution, he thought that he deserved an honorable death by chasing Logan and executing him himself. Janus could really identify with the Sandman character, he even rallied for Francis even thou he knew Logan would make it to Sanctuary in the end. That’s why the Government made propaganda reality films, to give people a false sense of hope.
The premise was that everyone died by 30. Today’s Science fiction became tomorrows Science fact, the same Star Trek Communicator that Capt Kirk used to call the Enterprise, is todays Cellphone, the same dream of going to moon by man for thousands of years was perpetrated as a hoax in 1969.
One fucking picture of the Earth from the Moon!!!
After 30 you were considered useless expendable anyway, Janus never thought he was going to live past 30, and everyday since had been a gift, he was way past thirty now.