“Why not?”
“Because they’re on speed dial to the management levels. This whole tour you’re taking now is just so they can do a personality assessment on you in the two hours it takes them to show you around.”
“Oh my God.” I sigh.
“Hi, Emily, is it? I’m Lindsey.”
I turn to see a beautiful blonde, and I stand immediately and put out my hand. “Hello.”
She smiles at my coworkers. “Let’s get started. We will go down to level one and work our way up.”
I give my new work friends a nervous wave and follow her out of the office and into the elevator.
Here we go.
An hour and a half later
“And this is the gymnasium, for our staff’s own personal use.”
I look around at the expansive and swanky-looking gym on level sixty. “Wow.”
“It’s open from six in the morning until six thirty at night. It’s busiest before work, obviously, but you can come here on your lunch break also. A lot of people take a late or early lunch so that it’s not as busy when they come.”
This place is ridiculous. A cafeteria on level two that is the entire floor, a movie theater, a gymnasium, a mailroom floor, a computer geek floor. Everything has been thought out with such care.
“Okay, let’s get going.” Lindsey smiles. “We will head up to the management floors now.”
My stomach dances with nerves as we head back into the elevator.
She gets in and looks at the buttons. “Oh look, you’re in luck.”
I frown in question.
“Mr. Miles is here.”
I fake a smile.
“I’ll take you to meet him first.”
Oh God.
Don’t speak. Don’t say anything stupid, I remind myself. I twist my fingers in front of me nervously as we ride to the top floor. The doors open, and I step out of the elevator and stop still.
What the hell?
White marble for as far as I can see, floor-to-ceiling glass, and luxurious white leather furnishings. “Hello, Sammia.” Lindsey smiles as I look around in awe. This place is insane.
A beautiful woman looks up from her computer at reception, and she smiles warmly. “Hello, Lindsey.”
“This is Emily. She’s new and started on level forty today.”
Sammia comes around and shakes my hand. “Lovely to meet you, Emily.”
“Is Mr. Miles taking visitors?” Lindsey asks.
“He is.” She smiles. “I’ll just announce you.”
Announce me . . . jeez.