Downstairs, the driver was waiting for us. Before long, we were in route to the airport, bound for Chicago.
We moved through the airport with the efficiency that comes from years of business travel, and Mr. Timothy's private plane was prepared for take-off.
We got settled on the plane, and as we took off, I couldn't help but note how comfortable I felt having him by my side. We had time to talk about the upcoming business during the five-hour travel.
I had already started mentally getting ready for the next meetings by the time we touched down at O'Hare International Airport.
The director and the crew welcomed us with a car and escort as we were driven directly to the company's premises.
Because I was his personal assistant, I was treated with the same respect that Mr. Timothy receiv
