Lobotomy

"And that is why I expect you all to agree with me!"

The other five Directors sitting next to me struggled to keep a straight face. The odious man who had just spoken was talking about clear violations to human rights.

I raised my pen slightly and without asking for it, I decided to speak. "What you are suggesting, Mr. Henriquez is the 'kidnapping' of someone you presume is a convict and who is staying within Italian territory?"

He looked at me. I was the only women in the room, and it was plainly written in his expression that he thought I was more fit to be inside a kitchen. "Why, YES, Miss Delton. Might do you some good to dirty your hands a bit. This is necessary! We are talking about a dangerous man who has deliberately caused harm to our nation and we want him BACK. We want justice. I don't think you really understand any of this, MISS DELTON."

Underestimated.

I HATE when people dare underestimate me.

I felt a shiver of delicious coldness through my veins. I crossed my legs and laughed a sultry laugh, as a mother usually does when scolding a foolish child who is behaving in the silliest of matters. We women have a power over men, and when we use it, they tremble.

"What you are suggesting Mr. Henriquez is ridiculous, and since none of my other companions have spoken yet, I will be more than delighted to make YOU understand how farfetched is your plan. I beg you to remember that you are speaking to an equal and for such a reason, remember your place. I will not agree to your proposal and since the man you say is in Italian territory, I'm afraid I have the last word on such a matter. I will not compromise any of my teams for a plan which I deem frightfully inconvenient."

"How dare you speak to me like that!? You are but a child! You are not seeing things as they should be! I demand to speak with your superior. I cannot believe they have sent a woman to do a man's business!"

I smiled, standing up. I walked to him, still smiling. He just stared at me. It was apparent that, mad as he was, he was still man enough to acknowledge that I was rather ethereal looking. His lips slightly parted as men's usually do when they're surprised, disturbed at my sudden nearness. For an instance he was disarmed.

For an instance I was in control, and I took it. Steel eyes met with his dark eyes. His expression was flushed and I was at a distance where he could do nothing but stare back, with a blank stare.

"Next time you even dare suggest that I or any of the people involved in the INTERPOL do something illegal and against the fundamentals of humankind, especially taking into account the investigations on torture and inhuman treatment by human rights groups, I will personally make sure you rot behind bars. And worry not about the kind of business I can handle, I am more than capable of disarming a country if it were necessary. I would worry about the type of business you can handle, Mr. Henriquez. Rest assured, I will communicate to our superiors the obvious lack of correct parameters establishedto select Intelligence Directors in your Nation. I bid you good night."

I looked at the rest. "Gentlemen, I think we can continue this meeting without our dear Mr. Henriquez."

"Bu- But..."

"You've said enough."

He was flustered, but he stood up and rapidly left the room.

"You really have a way with people, Agent Delton." one of the other Directors smiled.

I laughed.

He had NO idea.