Tattoo

Chapter 2

----Avery's P.O.V.----

We walk over to the other elevator that is labled for personal use only. "Me, Mrs. Richards, and now you, are the only people that can use this elevator. Understood? So no family members."

"No need to worry about that. They don't know where the hell I am." He had a look of pity in his eyes. "No no, wipe thoughs eyes away. They don't need to know and I chose this." He just nods. We go up 30 levels.

When the door opens I am greeted with a large open surface with a desk and 4 doors. James points to the desk. "Your opperating table. The first door is my room. The second door is your room. Third door is Mr.Richards room. The last door is his office. Got it?"

"Got it! Do I need to buy anything for my desk?"

"All of the basic essentials are there. But if you want anything else just ask me. I will run and get them. Mr. Richards wants you here at all times if possible."

"So you are his right hand man and I am his left hand woman."

"Exaclty." That was a new voice. I look over to see a man. Easily 6'3, brown shaggy hair, golden eyes, and a well sculptures face.

"Whoa, I thought I was working Tyler Richards not Zac Efron." James laughed. Tyler was still stone faced. "No? Okay."

"Are you always like this?"

"Are you always a dick?"

"Do you want to keep your job?"

"Have fun trying to find someone to keep up with your insults. I will never back down or cry because you are having a man period." James snorts behind me and I smile innocently. "Besides, you don't have to greatest reputation with the ladies. Plus, I will get my work done."

"Fine, whatever." He walks back into his office. "You start work tomorrow." I just nod and sigh. I look at my door to my room and walk in James just sets my stuff down and leaves with just a wave. It is a like an apartment. Well a studio apartment. The kitchen is to the right of the door. Then a bathroom. Next to the bathroom is a walk in closet. Then a bed, couch, table, and a TV.

I was content. But right as I was trying to wind down Tyler barges in. "Why isn't you phone on?"

"I threw it out a window. I need a new one. I will ask James to get me one." I turned around shrugging.

"JAMES!" He just shouted and I jumped. James calmly walked into my room.

"Yes?"

"Avery needs a new phone. She threw her's out a window. Get her a-." He paused and waited for my preference.

"The newest samsung galaxy." He turned to James and he was off. "You can go now." He stayed put and stared at me.

"Why did you throw your phone out a window?"

"My family wouldn't stop calling so I decided to throw it out a window and get a new number. Why are you calling me when I am literally a door or two away? Depending where you are." He grunted and left. But I stopped him. "Can I borrow your phone to make a quick call." He groaned like a teenager but handed it over. I scrolled through is contacts and found James'.

"Yes Tyler?"

"This is Avery."

"He actually let you touch his phone?"

"Yes, now I need one more thing. It is for the office."

"What is it?"

"3 walkie talkies."