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Albert Tuttle had worked for Klytemnestra Industries for 30 years and eventually rose to head of Financial Services. He was under no illusions about either the corporation or his boss, Ong Kata. They were both evil, violent, and, stupid. But they paid very well and he’d found it was best to just do what he was told and not bother to think about what he was doing. He had expensive, vicious, vices (involving young children) and the money he made doing what he was told to do allowed him to indulge them without having to worry much about being caught. People with a conscience get sifted out of organizations like his before they get to any position of responsibility. Moreover, his loyalty began and ended with doing what he was told. Kata was not a man to be second-guessed---and he had no qualms about killing any employee who inquired into what was going on or attempted to show the wrong sort of initiative.
This was why Albert simply took it as a matter of course when a man he’d never met before came in and told his receptionist that “J. J. Clarke” wanted to see Mr. Tuttle. He wasn’t the same “J. J. Clarke” that he’d dealt with in the past, but accepted his request with the instant compliance he’d been told was required. Tuttle didn’t even ask what the going rate was for the mineral before he told Klytemnestra to secure and transfer a ton of Rhodium to a warehouse in the harbour district ASAP. “J. J. Clarke” told him that if he had trouble securing the Rhodium quickly, Clarke’s associates would be happy to take a first shipment within a week and accept the balance when it was available. Having said that, he intimated that everyone---including Tuttle’s boss---would like to see as much of the shipment as possible delivered in the first consignment.
Tuttle knew what that meant. He’d gotten his current position after his previous supervisor had tried to “double check” a “sketchy looking” similar order by contacting Mr. Kata. In doing so, he’d broken down the “fire wall” between accounting and the head of the company. The rumour was that Ong had been furious, the supervisor had never been seen again, and, Tuttle was offered his position. He signed the requisite forms, and put his best people on procuring the precious metal. He was able to get the full ton together and delivered to the warehouse within five days.
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When Ong Kata found out that Albert Tuttle had given $111.144 million to a complete stranger, he was so angry that he literally saw stars. When he’d finished smashing most of the furniture in his office, he had one of his henchmen beat his head of financial services to death and then dispose of the body. And since he knew that only the Rukka had the password necessary to get paid this way, he immediately put a $10 million “hit” on the head of the organization through his contacts with the Russian Mob. This led to further complications under the surface of the criminal subculture, which in turn resulted in Ong Kata’s disappearance and Klytemnestra Industries going into receivership. Since no one wanted to buy a company with so many liabilities, it quickly went completely out of business.
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