I Trust You

And The Nominee Is...

"Ja, I'm in the car right now." Mumbles Grace holding her phone against her ear with her shoulder.

"No, they have to give me my own computer, Vic." Answers Grace as she pulls on her grey heels while glancing in the rearview mirror.

"Yes, I'm nervous. Who wouldn't be?" Ask Grace as she smoothly pulls out her apartment parking lot and enters the quiet streets of Boulevard Road.

Grace had received the email from Maxwell & Partners a couple of days ago, alerting her to be at work 8 'o' clock sharp and report to Mrs. Boards for a small briefing before she could start her duties. Not wanting to be caught up in morning traffic Grace decided to leave the house 2 hours earlier.

"I'm wearing the bright yellow pantsuit." Answers Grace incredulously her brows furrowed as she stops at a red light. "Why do you even care about my outfit?"

"Remember your first day at Pocket Marketeers you wore that snot green shirt with the blue pants?" Asks Vic as Grace puts her friend on loudspeaker.

"Yes, I got the shirt from that Vintage store at the Hills." Answers Grace a small smile on her lips.

"Exactly do you know who else remembers that outfit?" Vic says. " The entire building because it won the worst outfit award at the ceremony."

"It did not." Laughs Grace as she takes a quick left.

"It did! You couldn't come to the award ceremony so you wouldn't know but I do." Vic says. "Your disgusting outfit even beat Nancy's and remember she came in that nasty yellow pullover."

"You're terrible."

"I'm honest." Vic reprimands.

"Whatever."

"So did you find the necklace?" Asks Vic.

"Um, no." Sighs Grace her mood plummeting. "And I don't think I will."

"Don't speak like that."

"I know I left it at the park cause I remember dropping everything in my purse on the floor the other day and I guess I didn't pick it up."

"At the park?" Questions Vic. "What were you doing at the park?"

Shoot, I didn't tell her about the cheating drama.

"Was it Raymond? Did he whisk you away on another one of his 'romantic rendezvous'?"

"Can we not talk about Raymond, ever." Grace bitterly remarks.

"Wait, why?" Ask Vic. "Did he do something to you, is that why you were mad?"

"Victoria." Groans Grace.

"No, what going on?"

"Look I have to go." Mumbles Grace entering the Maxwell & Partners underground staff parking lot. "I'm pulling into the building."

"Fine but we will talk."

And with that Grace drops the call, grabs her stuff out the car and makes her way to the elevators.

I have to tell Vic, I can't keep something like this from her.

Grace dreaded the day she would have to tell Vic about Raymond cheating because even she was having a hard time accepting it and getting over it. Sometimes the scene between Cheryl and Raymond would replay itself in her mind bringing back her former sorrow.

Stepping out the elevator Grace is met with the same person she had met when she came for the interview.

"Grace, right?" The front desk brunette asks.

"Yes."

"Congratulations on your appointment." The brunette says a small smile on her face. "I make it my business to know the business's business."

"Wow, okay."

"You know the floor number but here is your access card." The brunette mutters handing Grace a small card. "It gives you access to the cafeteria, business discounts and it means you can use the fancy toilets."

Grace laughs as the girl and looks down at her access card.

"Wait, how did you get a picture of me?" Grace asks.

"Linkedin."

"Oh, didn't even know there was a picture of me there."

"By the way my name's Florinda."

"Well, its a pleasure to meet you." Grace smiles shaking her hand.

Waving back at Florinda Grace steps onto the elevator and makes it to the Marketing Department.

Despite coming almost an hour earlier the floor is quite busy with people scattered all over the red cubicles.

"Wow, you're early." Mutters a voice.

Grace turns around and comes face to face with Mrs. Boards, one of the people who had interviewed her for the Senior Brand Manager role.

"Um, yes." Mumbles Grace tightening her hold on her handbag.

"That's a first." Mrs. Boards walks up to Grace with a large smile on her face. "Most newbies make up some excuse about traffic or kids but here you are almost 45 minutes early." She says checking her leather wrist watch

"Well, I'm very excited to start." Says Grace basking in her new boss's approval.

"That won't last long." Grace's smile falters. "Anyway, let's get you initiated."