Fatal Affairs

Chapter Three.

Iris smiled at the brunette lady she was referred to by the receptionist as she handed her the fake job contract Ariel had given her earlier.

Her heart was beating so fast and hard that she thought it might break out of her rib cage.

The brunette lady collected the contract and read it carefully, a small frown started to form on her face.

"You should have come earlier when this was given to you, Mr Douglass is dead and it's clear he gave you this contract"

"You are right about that Miss, But his death should not affect my contract. he said I could start when I was ready, it's a two year job contract." Iris said with all the courage she could muster.

"Well. I'll have to take it up to my boss, please wait at the here, I'll be back."

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Iris was scared, what if they find out that the contract isn't genuine. Will they call the police?

She already regrets agreeing to Ariel's plan.

A furious looking brunette lady caught her eyes and that snapped her out of her thought.

The lady looked young and very beautiful. Her clothes screamed classy and expensive, she was wearing a white sleeveless top that was tucked into her white pants and a wedge heel shoe.

The pearl necklace on her neck complemented her outfit.

Iris watched as the lady stopped to put on her sunglasses before sashaying out like she wasn't just angry few minutes ago.

The woman made Iris really feel insecure as she looked down at her own outfit.
She wondered why the woman was angry.

For a while she forgot about her worry.

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"My boss will see you now" the brunette smiled at her.

Iris sighed in relief her smile was a good sign.

"I'm Faye Kennedy by the way" She added.

Iris smiled and nodded.

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After what seemed like an endless ride up the elevator, Iris followed Faye into a less crowded floor.

Iris dug her nails in her palm to restrain herself from looking around in awe.

Faye knocked on a glass door.

"Come in" a gruff voice said.

Iris shivered, was that what Luca Michelson sounded like.

Ariel had shown her his picture severally and the voice she just heard doesn't suit him.

Faye pushed the door open and walked in.

Iris followed suit she eyes moved to the face of the man sitted by the desk.

She frowned, this wasn't Luca Michelson.

The man before her looked older and wasn't half as good looking, the perverted way he was looking at her make her wish she could gouge his eyes out with a shiv.

"Sir, this is Iris Chapman" Faye said.

" You can go Miss Kennedy" The man said.

Faye gave her a last glance before walking out.

"You may sit Miss Chapman"

Iris sat, she glanced at the name on a plaque that was on his desk.

Steve Pickett.

"We have no choice but to hire you because you can easily file a case if we do not and we don't want that, but there isn't any vacancy at the moment but I'll surely put you somewhere"