Sanjay realised two things about this job. The first was
that it asked for a lot of trust. The second was that it wasn’t one of those
with reasonable bosses. From the clothing of the man before him, it was clear
that he was a wealthy enough man to look the part. He was either very
eccentric, delusional or downright deranged, which to Sanjay spoke in favour of
him actually being wealthy. A poor man this weird wouldn’t be able to maintain
a good suit with all the rough living, or rough handling by security guards
which results from not being interested in living life according to the same
rules most other people have to live by. A rich person, however, could get away
with such things, as long as certain lines weren’t crossed.
It was a little sad to think of that, but Sanjay felt that
fit in with the recent trend of intelligent people now choosing to leave the
country, while those with less talents but deep pockets seemed to him to
generally feel as secure as ever. The bright side was that in theory those
leaving would leave room for opportunities to come to people like him. In
theory.
Sanjay paused to more fully consider the man in front of
him. He had enough lines on his face to suggest that he was in his 40s. He wore
a necklace made of small, polished stones of various colours. He wore black gloves
of what was most likely leather. He had an easy smile but he had heavy, black
bags under his eyes. There was also the fact that if he wasn’t Neil, he could
have saved them both from wasting their time by just saying so.
“Whether you tell me or not, you must be Neil. This is for
you and if you think this is part of some kind of plot to get you, just give it
to someone else.” Sanjay said, handing over the metal case before walking away
to call a cab to return home (with a different company this time). He pretended
the call went on a little longer so he could stealthily take a quick photo of
the man, who was pressing his ears to the metal case and shaking it as if it
could be some kind of bomb. ‘If this is
just a random nutjob, it’ll pay to be able to track him down later.’
Today had been a big morning.
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Today's event comes from Politico Europe. I've found that the inclusion of such stories have led to a character like Sanjay becoming deeper when otherwise he is rather one-dimensional. Ordinarily I just wouldn't be writing about characters from such a political lens, except when I'm writing fantasy or science fiction set in very different words. Of course, Sanjay is particularly less-developed as he was created in order to work a very localised story about India (back at Day 1).
Today's entry ended up being more descriptive because I found it difficult to more directly address the particular story for this day - which related to academics in the UK either leaving or preparing to leave due to uncertainty regarding either their citizenship post-Brexit, or demand for their subjects should student intakes because less diverse.
The specific article is from
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