Chapter eight
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“Do you really not remember me?” Chris asked looking at her.
“I don't know sir. I have never seen you before” she said trying to think.
He took the coffee and sipped it.
“I want to see policy applications, endorsements and underwriting documents from the last one year and in digital form as soon as possible” he said changing the topic.
Prisca rolled her eyes. She went in search of mr Joe.
She saw him briefing his assistant, Mrs Ben in her office. Her presence caught their attention and they both looked up as she walked in.
“Mr Joe” she whined when she noticed Mr Joe's attention on her.
“Prisca, is there a problem?” Mr Joe said looking over her.
“Okay, Mr Joe I think I have got your idea, I will start on it immediately “ Mrs Ben said excusing herself and Mr Joe nodded.
“I hope I am safe” Mr Joe joked as they walked out of the office. He must be going to another office to give instructions. The work that HRs do.
“Mr Chris asked me to get some documents, can you please help me with them?”Prisca said looking at him pleadingly.
“You know I am too busy to do that prisca, it is your Job” Mr joe said as he walked away.
What? Don't say…..
“You can use the excel in my office to sort them out. You can use an excel right?” Mr Joe asked not waiting for an answer, he stumbled into the office nearby leaving prisca alone at the hallway.
Somewhere in the distance, Harry styles *As It Was* is playing. She sighs as she listens to the upbeat track. It reminds her of college days.
Tired, she entered Mr Joe's office. Mr Joe is one of the few staffs who has a office of their own.
He also has equipments no other staffs posses.she thought as she stared at the excel, laptops, a computer, printer and a scanner.
Few minutes later, she sat by his visitor's chair, working.
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Mr Rogers and Dean stood by the railings staring at the pool below. It has been long they both viewed things from this angle.
As they talked, Dean cannot but relish the moments of their childhood days, playing around the pool downstairs and chasing one another by the railings where they are currently standing.
“Good old days” he thought as his brother filled him in about the latest developments in town.
“It feels so good to be back home, it was nice seeing New York again. I missed it” Dean said.
“You can say that again, but you are here now and you can catch up with old friends” Rogers said and Dean nodded mildly.
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Prisca sighs in relief as she sent the last file to Chris email. Now this is work. She stood up and stretch her body.
Downing the remaining contents of the mug in front of her, she walks out of the office. Mr Joe is still nowhere to be found.
Counting her steps, she walks to Chris office.
She scofs as she enters his office. He seems to be busy on his phone.
“Sir, I hope you got the mail, I have sent everything to you “ she said and he did not reply.
Whatever. She scoffs silently.
“Why does it take long for you to update customer's policy details?” He suddenly asked.
Okay?
“I don't get you sir” prisca said.
“I don't like repeating myself” He said focusing on his laptop again.
“Uhmmn…” prisca said fumbling with what to say. This has never really happened to her before. Prisca is an highly intelligent babe and she knows it but being around Chris makes everything difficult to do.
“We actually update customer's policy as soon as we should” prisca said trying to sound confident.
“Well, the report says otherwise” Chris said focusing on his laptop.
She did not answer.
“I hope you are there” Chris said again not looking at her.
Prisca is now very sure that Chris is mad.
“Actually sir, we always update customer's policy, we really do “ Prisca said again.
“I see” He said.
Hours later
Prisca is so glad when the electronic bell rang signifying the end of work. She sighsin relief.
She waited patiently until he drove out of the company. She sigh as she found her way to her office.
“Hey assistant” Daniella teased her as she walks in.
“Don't even start” she says sinking into a chair. She needs this rest.
“So how did your day go?” Daniella asked. Other staffs could be heard leaving the company.
“Well, I absolutely believe that guy is a psychopath. Can you imagine what he made me do?” Prisca said.
Daniella shot her a stare. She is folding some documents into a folder.
“Why don't you sound excited?” She said.
“Excited? How can I be excited when my boss makes me prepare coffee for him” she said.
“Wait, what?” Daniella chuckled.
“Yes, you don't believe that right?” She said.
“*You really had a long day. That is so mean for a first day. Have you offended him before?” Daniella asked.
“Duuno but he looks familiar” prisca shrugged.
“Oh. How about we go to a bar to cool things” Daniella offered.
“No, I think I'd just go home. I need a rest badly” Prisca said the events of the previous day filling her thoughts.
“I'd see you tomorrow then” Daniella said taking her handbag as they both left the office.
#Next morning
Prisca wakes up at the sound of her alarm. She brushed her face with her hands. It's morning again.
As the joy of a new day filled her heart, she finds herself worrying about the man she calls a boss.
Goodness. Is there no way she can avoid that man? She groaned as she plumped on her bed lazily.
Her phone was ringing at that instant.
She reached for it by her bedside and oh it's her mum. She mentally slapped herself for being an i***t.
“Mum! Oh my I forgot to call you yesterday.
“Prisca, how are you doing?” Her mother asked.
“I have been fine mum. How is your health? She asked.
“I am perfectly fine dear. I wanted to check up on you” she said.
“Oh! Thank you mum”. She said and they continued chatting.
#Moments later
She stood besides her boss in the conference hall as the meeting proceed. They are persuading a returning client to upgrade his package.
“You see Mr Steve, we will review your deductible and make it suit your new budget” he was saying when he turned abruptly to prisca.
“Can you please get me my phone? I left it on the office table” he said and prisca nodded moving away immediately. She is always glad whenever she is not around him.
She strolled into the office. The phone is not on the table. She look around bit can't find it.
Okayy? She glanced around and saw his suit flung on the armchair. Could it be in there? She is not prying right.
She checked the right pocket but it was empty. She dipped her hand into the second pocket and her hands met something metallic.
She brought it out and her eyes almost popped out of its socket.
What?
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