"Rupert, even you don't recognize him? Then he definitely got in through the back door!"
"Fire him. Right now!"
Rupert let out a short laugh, his expression dripping with contempt. "A back-door hire. That explains the attitude."
He tilted his chin up, every inch the petty tyrant savoring his moment.
"Tell you what. Out of the goodness of my heart, since you did chauffeur my cousin to and from work for a month, I'll let you keep your job. But you'll need to agree to a few conditions."
"First: a placement fee. Fifty thousand dollars, wired directly to my personal account. Otherwise, one word from me and you're gone."
"Second: from now on, you drive my cousin to and from work every single day. You do whatever she says, whenever she says it. No questions asked."
"Third: last night, you ignored my cousin's request to come pick us up. That requires compensation. Cab fare, one thousand. Drinks and karaoke, four thousand. And since my cousin was so upset she couldn't sleep all night, that's another ten thousand for emotional distress."
He held up a hand, ticking off the total like a loan shark settling accounts.
"That puts you at sixty-five thousand. Cash or transfer?"