Sitting at my desk that sits in front of Buford’s glass office, I am in the perfect spot to see the rest of the office and what goes on.
Looking at the day’s schedule for calls, meetings, and making sure his time is proficiently spent before he comes in and take a good hour if there are no complications.
Answering a call while I saw him get off the elevator to his office, he nodded to me like every morning to let me know he was there.
The phone call is another appointment that I have to squeeze into his day, which will cut his lunch short by fifteen minutes, then I have to push back his food order so it's not cold by the time he gets it.
The crackle of the small intercom that sits on my desk for him to reach me, goes off with him asking me to come in his office a few minutes later.
I stood while grabbing up my tablet that has everything linked to both of our computers for his daily schedule and a few files that needed his attention and walked in.
“Good morning Mr. Nolan, We have a busy schedule today, it will cut lunch short by fifteen minutes, but everything else is on schedule”. He never looks up while he is shuffling through the folders I sat on his desk, but he still responds.
“That’s fine, push back my usual Chinese food delivery if you haven't already. Also, I am expecting an old friend of mine to stop by today. Can you please see him in when he arrives” still not looking up from his work.
“I already pushed back your order for you and Yes sir, what is your friend's name, so I can put it on the approval list of visitors for the day?” I asked him, already tapping away on my tablet.
Buford looks up with a twinkle in his eye “Yes, I apologize for being distracted this morning. His name is Remey Borne. He’s an old childhood friend. I haven’t seen him since I graduated from law school” he responded.
Tapping the name away on the tablet, I reply “No problem. I know you are busy, I do make your schedule after all. If there is not anything else, I will go get our day started” he smiled at my small attempt at humor and then nodded at me, letting me know we were ready for the day.
The rest of the morning passed by at a fast pace. This job requires me to multitask, answering phones, making appointments, research for cases, filing, and nonstop moving.
Before I knew it, Buford lunch order arrived and after handing it to him, he asked that no disturbs him until the next appointment.
I take my lunch break when he does, so when I order his, I just grab some extra. I picked up my food off my desk and headed to the small break room.
There are a few temps and other workers in the room as I sit down to eat. One second I’m eating, and the next the mail room guy Gary from down the hall bumps into me on accident and sends me in this weird trance-like state.
It seemed like I was in a trance for hours, but it was only seconds...
I see Gary strolling through the French quarters with a woman I do not know late at night, and out of nowhere a bright light flashes near him.
Gary leaves the women and runs to the flash in the alley, only to see a hooded figure send another flash of light. The ball of light was directed at another figure running down the alley and hits them, the guy fell down.
Gary screams at the hooded figure to stop, and he turns around but I can’t see his face, only bright eyes as he looks Gary up and down.
The hooded figure quickly gains his thoughts, then the bright light flashes again, The hooded figure was gone in a blink of an eye, but there lies Gary on the ground, eyes staring into nothing, face frozen in shock.... Dead.
I quickly gathered the rest of my uneaten lunch after i came back from my trance, freaking out a bit. I threw it away and glanced back at Gary, but he seemed completely fine and clueless about what I had just seen. What did I just see?!
Walking back to my desk, I thought about how that was so realistic, vivid like my dreams. I remembered everything i just saw though. How? Why would this happen? This can’t be real!
Why haven’t I seen anything like this before after someone touched me. I mean I don’t socialize much with coworkers, or no one gets close enough to touch me except Zaline but still.
Chalking it up to being sleep-deprived and maybe a little too caffeinated, I sit back at my desk since lunch is over, and it’s time to go back to work.
I glance at the clock after a while and see it’s almost three o’clock, one more hour, and I’m done for the day. Deep in thought in my research, a few minutes later I heard a deep unfamiliar voice “Hello there gorgeous”
Looking up, I saw a man with short-cropped black hair, an even stronger jawline than Buford, well-toned and very tan, dressed in a casual blue t-shirt and jeans.
I smiled up at him, and I froze before I could say anything when I reached his eyes. Did it just get hot in here? Why is my tongue not working? Those blue eyes look familiar...
Gathering myself after seeing him smirk at me, I finally greeted him “Hello, I’m Acadia, Mr. Nolan’s assistant, may I help you?”
He still had that smirk which seemed to go even deeper and leaving me even more dazed “Hello Acadia, I’m Remey Borne, I’m here to see Buford” he answered. I was still having trouble gathering my thoughts as I process what he said.
“Oh hello. Mr. Nolan is expecting you” I pushed the button on the intercom and let Buford know that Remey is here to see him. He responded quickly letting me know to let him in.
“Mr. Nolan will see you now”
He looks at me, then to the glass office Buford is sitting in looking at us, then he turns back to me with a wink, and says “Thank you gorgeous”.