Evil In His Eye-Jamilton-Office AU

Old Friends, New Faces

Evil In His Eyes - Re-Edit

Chapter One. Thomas's POV.

I pulled my business coat closer to my body as I made my way down the sidewalk, after I had parked my car in the lot next to the large law firm building where I will be working for - who knows how long?

I had just returned from my time spent, studying and working for a man named Benjamin Franklin in France only a week prior to today. I had spent that week applying to numerous Law Firm companies and unpacking into my new penthouse apartment I had gotten myself.

I sucked in a quick breath and shivered slightly as New York's October chilly air filled my lungs, as I grew closer and closer to the building. After spending so much time in France's warm environment for so long, I'm not adjusted to the coldness of the states yet during winter. Don't think I ever will be.

As I walked down the sidewalk, I noticed a large amount of others out on the streets as well. Not that surprising though. New York's always busy - even at seven AM.

Everything's been busy for me though. With moving and transfers of jobs. It's been exhausting. I haven't had a chance to see any of my old friends, and there's no point in talking to my family. If I could even call them that though. Guessing that I haven't talked to any of my "family" since before I went to college.

Seems like they just couldn't accept the fact that I'm gay. It's difficult to live with, but it's been that way for ten years now. And I've done far better on my own. And now, I'm actually happy for once in my life...

Besides, it is nice to be back in New York. Home. Not that France won't be missed., because that's simply not true The time I spent there could never be replaced. The ladies, the food. Irreplaceable. But home is something that I've been gone from for far too long.

I stopped walking when I was standing in front of the two large glass doors of the new office I will be working at. I have a similar job - almost the same one but different policies - as I had while working un Mr. Franklin.

To work on the more important court cases we would deal with, keep track of peoples records and over all - all records of the firm, as well as help with finances of the Firm. So a little bit of everything in a way. Nothing I'm not used to though.

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding and watch the cloud of air float away from my lips. I grip the cold, metal door handle and begin to pull it open. No point in waiting any longer.

When I pulled open the door, a warm gust of air blew over me as I stepped inside the office. I let it fall closed behind me as I walk further into the office. Not many people are here to be honest. Only a few by the secretary desk as well as some others by offices. I walked towards the secretary's desk and glanced down to the girls name tag on her chest. Sally Hemings.

"Good morning sir, how can I help you today?" She asked sweetly, brushing a piece of her stray, curly black hair from her face. She had darker skin than I did, and a beautiful smile. No wonder she was chosen to greet people as they entered the building. I cleared my throat slightly and stood taller.

"I'm Thomas Jefferson. I have a meeting with Mr. George Washington to talk about my new position here." I said, strong and stern. Her eyes widened slightly as she looked up at me before typing something into her computer.

"Oh Mr. Jefferson! Hello, the whole office has been buzzing about the new secretary that will help run things over here, under Washington. Yes, he's in his office right now. Third floor, office five. Ya can't miss it. Elevators down that way!" She said turning to point to a corridor in between some office doors.