The Devil In The Suit - Episode 3

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"I will put you through since you don't have any experiences here. But believe me, it's easy. I need you to start work tomorrow, I will handle everything today. The necessary materials will be given to you tomorrow and a tour, So you can get accustomed with every nook and cranny here. 7am sharp, no African time" Mr. Augustine winked then brought out a file containing papers . He stretched it forth to Genevieve.

"Here, fill in your details. I will send a copy to the boss now" he explained, diminishing her curiosity on the papers.

Few minutes later, she handed it back to him "any other thing I should know?" She inquired, getting up from her seat. She did a quick stretch, trying to wake up her legs.

"Ha, yes. Don't mention your age to the boss" Mr. Augustine warned, viewing her biodata form.

"And why's that?" She queried, curiosity lacing in her tone.

"Trust me, he doesn't want to know that his PA is actually twenty. He likes to work with- you know, mature minds. So let's extend it to a twenty-three" he chuckled, bringing out a correction fluid from his drawer and handing it over.

Genevieve rolled her eyes. "Remind me again why I took this job?" She said sarcastically, splattering the fluid over the surface of the paper and writing her false age with her not so clean handwriting

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. It looked like a cargo war in there.

"Having that said, can I go now?" She dropped the documents on his table and Mr. Augustine scrutinized them, for any other implications.

"I guess you can go now Ms. Miller, see you at work tomorrow" his tone became brisk and business-like. He wasn't only doing her a favour but himself too, he knew better than to evoke the wroth of his boss.

She headed straight for the door but paused and turned back, saying "you know, I never got the CEO's name?"

Mr. Augustine smiled, it was the first time he gave a genuine one. The layers of his eyes wrinkled in astonishment and it suddenly reminded her of her father.

"Daniel. Daniel Coker"

she left the building repeating the name over and over again.

* *
She made pit-stops on her way home, whistling out a rhythm only she could understand. She was so ecstatic that she realized she needed to share it with her family. she halted at her Mum's shop, feigning dismay. She walked into her Mum's little supermarket, bringing her head down. Mrs Miller noticed her daughter's sad presence, she dropped her store record and stood up from her chair, stalking to Genevieve.

"Yes, Thanks for shopping here. Do have a wonderful day" Mrs Miller politely dismissed a buyer, all attention now drawn to her daughter.

"Those good for nothing people, how bad was it?" Mrs Miller asked not hiding her rage. She settled beside her daughter and scanned Genevieve's face.

Genevieve went dumb, refusing to speak. Mrs Miller huffed getting up, she paced her shop in a brisk pace "ahh, God of widow and fatherless will definitely punish them for me. HE must o " Mrs Miller cried out, shaking her head in sorrow. She heard snickers coming from Genevieve and she turned to her daughter, sauntering her eyes.

"Mum, they paid o " Genevieve laughed at her Mum's reaction, holding out the boxes of pizza and shawarma she bought few hours ago. Mrs Miller eyes grew wide at her daughter's act but she couldn't still hide the grin slowing creeping it's way unto her lips.

"They did?"

"Better. Guess what? before you do, come sit" Genevieve offered, scooting close to the edge of the bench. Her Mother settled in then turned to her.

"You know I'm not good at guessing
na. Tell me"

"Well, they tripled it Mum. Can you imagine?" Genevieve jumped on her seat excitedly. She couldn't control her emotions anymore. Mum was family.

"It's a lie. Tell me it is" Mrs Miller gasped, her hands flying over her mouth in disbelief. It was too much for her to handle. She was unaware that her eyes were tearing up now out of profound joy.

"It gets better Mum"

"It does?" Mrs Miller choked, forcefully wiping her now running nose.

"I was offered a job there" Genevieve answered, searching her Mum's face. She was scared that her mother would have a heart attack, so she moved closer to her Mum, exploring her facials.

"You....what?" Mrs Miller looked troubled. A wave of apprehension surged through her, settling at the pit of her stomach.

"I was offer-"

"I heard you the first time. I'm- I'm just confused"

"I got a job Mum with a fixed salary too"

"But how come?" Mrs Miller asked alarmed. All these in just a day? She trusted her daughter. She knew her daughter wasn't capable of selling her dignity for material pleasures. Genevieve understood her, she held her Mum's hand, Slightly caressing it with her thumb.

"Look. I know what you're possibly thinking. I don't blame you though. We go to church everyday, praying for answered prayers and here's one. Miracles still happen as long as Jesus lives or don't you trust me?" Genevieve stared at her Mum, her eyes glistening with tears.

Mrs Miller smiled, breaking the walls of doubt "of course I do Genevieve" she rubbed at her daughter's cheeks. "I'm just so happy about it and didn't know how to respond. Wait. Is that shawarma?" Mrs Miller peeked through the white signature paper bag and grinned broadly.

"Yes Mum. Something to celebrate with. I bought enough for everyone" Genevieve laughed at her Mum's enthusiasm and her ability to end a discussion at the sight of food. She too was like that.

Genevieve spent two hours explaining vividly about the earlier events of the day that landed her the job. She spent so much time due to her Mum's persistent questions. Her Mum was definitely ageing. she thought.

* *
As Mr. Augustine promised, he took her around the building not leaving a stone unturned. She was his responsibility, if she messed up, he did too. Collectively. Few employees were seen around since it was barely time for work.

"You aren't the one making his coffee. That's why we have Mary. You just have to go pick it up and deliver it to Mr. Coker" he voiced, going away from the breaks-room. Genevieve nodded briefly, absorbing all the information.

"Your office has already been fully equipped with the necessary materials needed for work-" he paused, a grin slowly sneaking it's way onto his lips, making Genevieve squint her eyes at him.

"Why are you staring at me like that?"

"Your first assignment- well not your first, anyways..go deliver his coffee, it's almost 9" he gave a sardonic smile, his eyes crinkling with mischief.

* *
Genevieve gave two silent knocks, staring at her hot pink coloured nails. But no response, she sighed, hitting it thrice this time but still no answers. She fiddled with the doorknob, pondering if it was nice to go in without his confirmation. She peered at the door intently, how each grains that made it up, staring back at her, inducing fear. She exhaled, slightly opening the door. She peeked inside but the room was clear of a bloke.

Okay, maybe this was a bad idea. S he thought, she looked at his little coffee mug imprisoned in her palms, groaning then decided to abandon it on his oak table. documents were scattered around his desk. She fought the urge to arrange it.

I'm his PA, aren't I? Just a little shuffling couldn't possibly hurt. She said to her self, but to her dismay, a voice interrupted.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!!!"

 

Thanks to everyone reading. God bless. I'll update next episode soon. So what do you think will happen next? Pls comment on your thoughts guys. Thank you.

 

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