Tattle Teller Novels & Stories

"T-that's the truth, we have about five thousand UND left." "Okay." Tess didn't doubt his words. She retracted her chilly aura and watched Links breathe in relief. For a moment, her heart relished in the dominance she had over him. She closed her eyes and opened it in a second to get rid of the inhuman instinct. " where Is the list of the people that sought you out for tax monthly, make sure it includes their contact information."

A small stack of rupees rested neatly on the counter. The teller typed slowly, then paused. “Name?” “Nandini,” she answered automatically. The teller glanced up. “Nandini… what?” The word stuck for a second in her throat. Her fingers tightened around the counter. “…Blackwood,” she said finally. “Nandini Blackwood.” The teller’s brows lifted slightly, but she nodded and continued typing. Minutes passed. Stamps hit paper. Bills were counted twice. The dollars were slid toward her in a crisp envelope.

I exhale slowly, forcing myself not to panic as I hit Call Bank. “Thank you for calling US Bankers ” “Hi,” I cut in sharply, already irritated. “My name is Talia Todd. I’m calling about my business account.” “Of course, ma’am. May I have the account number?” I give it to her, tapping my nails against the mattress while she types. Silence stretches. “Okay, ma’am, I’m going to need to place you on a brief hold.” “Why?” I snap. “One moment, please.”

The tall metal column with a crystal panel halfway up functions as their monetary exchange system. Trent activates the CCD with his sigil, and a holographic screen materializes before him. Through their bondmate link, Hunter is aware of the amount available in Trent's account, but Trent willingly shares such information with him. With adept movements, Trent navigates the holo screen, and a pleasant tinkling sound announces the coins being dispensed.

I tapped the screen once. EXECUTE.

he says and I ignore the oooh's my colleagues make on their way out. The door is soon closed and I'm alone with him in the office. He turns his back to me to pour some bourbon into two glasses then makes his was to me to give me one of them and I just look at him in hesitation before taking the glass. "We won the McKenna account bid," he simply says and I put my bourbon glass on a nearby table to literally jump up and down. An account bid is when various accounting firms fight over representing a company. It's usually some big company that's wanting proper representation so they ask accounting firms to submit their account profiles.

"Is that all?" "That is all there is to it. We do not have any other information" "Can you tell me the number?" "When that person calls is, he uses a prepaid card. We don't have any contact outside of work, so it's pointless to give you any numbers" "Then, give me your account numbers" since the man did not know who this person was, he could only start with the account numbers. The man nodded and gave him his account number right away. The man nodded and asked again, "Then how would you inform this person once you're done?"

Labyrinth ~ oblivion💎 Comments and votes, pleaseeeeee... After Tiana left, I went through today's report. Tonight's shipment went well and I was able to seal the deal with the owner Los Angeles 3-star hotel. My phone screen lit up, a notification of a message from Butcher. Butcher: All cleared, Boss. I sent him an "okay" and then switched off my phone. Fell back on my chair, and rolled my shoulders. Today was a bit stressful.

What is happening? T. B. C!!

Chapter 9 A hidden door opened seamlessly, revealing a passage concealed behind it. I stepped aside but Serena…… Serena didn't move. She simply stared. Her mouth had fallen slightly open, and her eyes moved from the hidden doorway to me and then back again. I almost smiled, “What?” I asked. She blinked, “You're an accountant.” I raised an eyebrow, “Yes????” She pointed toward the hidden passage, “Accountants don't have secret doors inside villas.”