Ask Eight Gary Novels & Stories

I get up, locking my office behind me, as I head downstairs and out of the Manor. My car is waiting with my driver, Gary. I like Gary. Gary is loyal. Gary cares about his family. Gary would never do anything to harm his family's wellbeing. “Hello, Gary.” He smiles at me sweetly, the crow's feet holding his eyes. “Hello Miss.” Gary doesn't know he works for a criminal empire. “How have you been?” “Oh I'm doing just fine, Miss. It's my wife and I's 20th anniversary in a few weeks.”

"Well' I'll be interviewing three candidates this week, and I'll expect to have an answer for you by the end of the week." "That's perfect. Thank you for your time, Mr. Lewison." "Please, call me Gary. We're all on a first-name basis here." I smiled. "Well, in that case, I'm Alice." At the end of the week, Gary called me himself to inform me that I didn't get the position, and I burned with disappointment. Before he could end the call, I couldn't stop myself from asking, "Why?" "Excuse me?"