SneakPeek

Nobody failed to notice the Black Devil as it screeched around the driveway. Was it a Lamborghini or was it a Jaguar? Nobody could tell. The flashy vinyls and sideskirts concealed the car's true identity. The car jolted to a stop outside the gates of G-Zero. Unlike the name suggests, G-Zero was a colossally magnificent building. The architecture was modern with large glass windows and tons of steel.

The car doors opened and a figure stepped out. One would have expected a Black man in pimp clothes or a spoilt girl in short skirts. But the man who stepped out was not white and not black. His looks said he came from the east somewhere and the mocha color betrayed his tropical origins. He was dressed in a well fitting expensive suit and had what looked like a platinum Rolex around his wrist. He possessed aristocratically good looks and walked with an air of mild over-confidence.

Christina frowned at the entrant’s sight as she hurried forward to take his coat. She didn’t know what the man thought about him. The man was very gentle and cordial when he spoke to her, but more often than not she got negative vibes from him. "Today," thought Chris "I am going to find out!" The man had handpicked Christina Roberts from the Harvard business school and had made an offer that she couldn’t refuse. "If nothing else," Chris thought, "he is a good judge of people." She had already accepted the job offer as a Research and Marketing strategist from MedaTech, a leading software company. Three days later she got an offer from an obscure company that claimed to take the hospitality and entertainment industry over by a raging storm in the next few years. Chris rejected the offer mentally before she read the last line. This company offered her four times what MedaTech had. The next day she saw herself on a plane to LA to sign the contract.

The tall figure stepped forward as Chris took his coat and greeted him with her usual plastic smile. The man just nodded as an acknowledgement and began to walk towards the express elevator to his office when he heard Chris stammer
"S-seriously G. You ought to t-tell me.. what do you think about me?”
G turned back and said, "If I gave you any thought.... I'd probably hate you."

Excerpts from G's autobiography 'To G or not to G'. Some names have been changed for reasons unknown.