Chase walked into the clinic with a renewed desire to actually be there for once. Today, there was a fire in his heart and skip in his step as he entered Princeton Plainsboro Teaching Hospital. There was more to his being at the hospital than just surgery after surgery on people who often caused their own health issues. He had a smirk on his face and no one knew why. Oh, but one person would very soon. A certain person who had broken the rules and now Chase had figured it out. If things went according to plans, he would have that person in his mercy in about...one hour he supposed. He carried a small manila folder tucked under his left arm holding the documents proving that Lisa Cuddy had manipulated funds for her own benefit.
See, most probably would've missed the slight error in the documents. If Chase hadn't been in on the budgetary meeting on behalf of the surgery department, it might have gone unnoticed. Sure, a merely $5,000 was nothing compared to the millions the hospital brought in every year but it was who the check had been cut to was what brought a smile to his face. A one Lisa Cuddy had signed the papers authorizing a check under her name, which hadn't been noticeable until Chase realized the agreed upon amount for funding new surgery equipment had come up a little short. Now he was holding the evidence in his hands and would soon have the hot brunette wrapped around his finger.
He didn't knock on her office door when he approached, simply walking in and shutting it behind him. He closed the blinds on the door, leaving the pair alone and isolated within her office. He figured that once she realized what he knew, she would want that privacy dearly. If this information leaked out, Cuddy would not only lose her job but her reputation would be tarnished and she would likely be arrested if the hospital pressed charges.
"Morning Lisa..." Chase said brightly, tossing the manila folder on her desk with an amused look on his face. He wasn't worried about her destroying them, he had several copies at home.<|im_end|>
Cuddy looked up to find Chase standing before her, looking rather cheery for how he had been for the past couple of weeks. She had watched as he had first closed the blinds on the door. It seemed as if he was nothing but business this morning, which was odd because normally they were only ever down here to request permission for some form of medical work that wasn't quite legal by state laws, but as House had his ways, they generally went through.
"Yes?" she asked, in a rather direct tone, her eyes glancing to the manila folder he had tossed down onto her desk. "How can I help you? What is this?" she asked, opening up the manila folder. Her face went flush, she could feel the heat building up as she bit her lip, fingering through the papers. Her mind was in quite a bit of panic.
"How... how did you get this?" she asked simply, closing the folder and looking back up at him.<|im_end|>