Chapter 3 - Vincent Kane Demands Immediate Payment For Unpaid Wages
The restaurant staff stopped moving entirely, plates hovering mid-air as all eyes turned toward Vincent Kane.
Vincent stopped five feet away from Arthur, his expression devoid of any warmth or mercy.
“Seventy-seven days,” Vincent said softly, reciting the numbers written in a child’s clumsy handwriting.
“Five thousand four hundred and thirty dollars and thirty cents. Is that your standard operating wage for single mothers?”
Arthur swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing nervously beneath his tight silk necktie.
“There... there must be some sort of bookkeeping error with the payroll department, Mr. Kane,” Arthur lied desperately.
Vincent didn't blink.
“Bookkeeping errors don't include telling a desperate woman that people like her should be grateful for scraps.”
Arthur’s knees buckled slightly as he realized someone had overheard his cruel phone conversation from the night before.
“I can pay it,” Arthur blurted out, frantically reaching into his jacket pocket for his leather wallet.
“I can write a check right now, double the amount, to settle this unfortunate misunderstanding.”
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Vincent raised one gloved hand, freezing Arthur mid-motion.
“Money doesn't erase the nights a four-year-old child went to sleep watching her mother starve herself.”
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