My Spy is now Mine

Kring.., the telephone sitting pretty on the dining table belonging to Josey rang repeatedly as she rushed to find out who the caller was, only to discover an anonymous number displayed on the phone's screen. With trembling fingers, Josey picked up the call and, with a crackingly low voice, spoke up.. hello..? "Josey, the final interview is tomorrow, do everything within your powers, activate all your arsenals, and make sure you get the secretarial position", the unknown voice continued "You know what will be your fate if that position slips away from your fingers". But..but.., Josey tried speaking, but the caller ended the call abruptly. Josey closed her eyes, swallowing a painful lump of saliva, with her fists clenched and a teary eye, muttering to herself "I can do this, this is all I need to do to get my Father's shares back"," I can do this", she assured herself. Josey knew she needed to distract herself from the chaotic mood, as she strolled towards the minimalist sitting room laced with colors of pink and white, making known the gender peculiar to the color, slumped on the fur-like sofa with her arms and legs outstretched on the sofa staring into blank space, her mind void of what she should be doing to erase the incidence from her head. A flash of ideas came through like lightning into her, giving her clarity on her next line of action, which was to check out the latest celebrity news on the TV. With no hesitation, she picked up the TV remote which was lying next to her on the sofa, and switched on the TV to be met with another shock. "In other news, the Hensie group of companies headed by Clark Robinson has hit the year's Global Financial goal, making the company the highest and top-rated company of the year with a whopping increase of over 50 billion dollars, setting the pace for other establishments, and for four years successively has remained undefeated, indeed the tag "The financial giants", is well deserved by the group, the reporter finalized. What!! Josey exclaimed in a state of astonishment. At this moment, a cold breeze swept across her face, and she suddenly felt her heartbeat thunder loudly, the sitting room suddenly became hot, prompting her to jump out of her seat as she wandered around aimlessly in the room feeling defeated already. She had come a long way to failing, she believed, and giving up wasn't an option. She imagined how she would be able to pull the world's Financial Giants down, the Giants who have remained undefeated for almost five years in a row, whom she was up against. Josey knew she was not qualified for the secretarial position because she lacked some administrative skills. She established the fact that to be able to attain Clark Robinson's right-hand seat at work, you must be extra, you have to be smart, keen, and scholarly in doing that. She thought of the weapon she should deploy to be chosen for that role as eight other top applicants with polished CVs, strong recommendations, and relationships were amongst those selected for the final interview. Josey continued pacing around the room, unsure of her next line of action, as she finally came to a halt in front of the little mirror fixed close to the room door. She looked up into the mirror and suddenly gasped at the sight of the image staring back at her, her hair was a mess, her facial color seemed dull, and her eyebrows bore the semblance of tiny bush shrubs, a flush of embarrassment could be visible on her face as she rushed away from the unpleasant sight of the mirror. "Why am I looking like a person who has been held hostage for days", she scolded herself, "I need to rush to the spa immediately ", she continued," Who knows my face card will be my best bet tomorrow ", she confirmed. Her phone rang again for the second time, distracting her from her thoughts, "Hello?" She answered the call, and a response came from the other end. This time a female voice responded" Hey Josey, you know what day it is tomorrow, be as early as 7:30 am," Josey replied "But the interview is at 8:00 am, Alexa". Alexa fired back," The Hensie group of companies have zero tolerance for lateness, dress well, and be confident. You know I will be interviewed for the Front Desk role tomorrow. I have to be the sparrow that watches from the front, while you are the eagle that guards against the back", she reminded her. "Okay. I feel so nervous about this assignment given to us because we all know the Hensie group is not an easy catch, and the worst part is Clark Robinson. I have heard a lot about him. I heard his employees call him the Beast because of his ruthless nature. I just hope the hunter doesn't become the hunted ". Josey expressed her fears. Alexa laughed out loud, assuring Josey of their victorious mission and urging her to look as innocent as possible in order not to be suspected of foul play, wishing her good luck and bidding her farewell as she ended the conversation. Josey knew in her heart that Alexa would get her desired role because she came off as friendly, empathetic, intelligent, and observant, but she learned that Alexa shouldn't be trusted as she had had an intimate relationship with Smith Miles in the past, and was constantly pushing for a solid relationship with him and would do anything he desires to win him over. She suddenly glanced at the clock in the sitting room and it dawned on her that the day was finally coming to an end, prompting her to hurriedly rush into her bedroom to get dressed to go to the Spa for her skin and hair needs. She threw a pair of Jean pants on, followed by a black blouse and a pair of black sneakers to match as she picked up a little black handbag and her headphones, threw some perfumes on while grabbing a face cap to cover her messy hair, giving her a gangster look as she muttered" Alexa and I will be the doom of Hensie group", as she rushed out of the house.