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slightly and he stared at her.  He pulled his jacket out of the way and
stuck his hands in his pant pockets.
    “Any
chance you are family of Michael Hadley?”
    Brooklyn
had to tap into her control not to show any reaction to the unexpected
question. 
    Lord,
please don’t tell me he recognized me!
    “Not
that I am aware of.”
    “Well,
Mason, I need to get Zita to the induction room.  She should be through the
process within two weeks.”  Jason Green, the Personnel Director smiled at her
and she nodded.
    “Two
weeks!  Forget it Jason; just get her through the main processes.  I want her
here by Wednesday.”
    “We
made a unanimous decision not to skimp on the induction process.  Deidre is
still assisting you, is she not?”
    Mason
lifted his brow and looked at Jason down his nose.
    “It
took too long to find a replacement, and a lot of my projects are behind.  I
can’t waste another two weeks!  Besides, if Miss Zita Hadley here is as good as
you and Tiaan claim, she would ensure she catches up on the rest of the
induction along the way.”
    Jason
frowned at Mason, wondering about his unusual, grumpy attitude this morning. 
He sighed and gestured Brooklyn to follow him.
    Her
full names were Brooklyn Zita Hadley, but she always used Zita for work and
everyone else called her Bee or Brooke.   Just another small deceit in an
effort to stay under Mason’s radar.  She sincerely hoped he was not this grumpy
to work for all the time.
    “Sorry
about that, and please don’t let him scare you off.  He has been very
frustrated and we have taken a long time to find you.  All the others were just
not up to his standard.  He is dealing with a number of large strategic projects
at this point and really needs someone like you to support him.”
    “Not
a problem.  I am sure we will find our rhythm soon enough.”
    The
following two days flew by.  Her stomach was tied in knots when she walked into
her open plan office and reception area on Wednesday morning.  She came in very
early to familiarize herself with the set up in the office.  She wanted to go
through files and systems so she would know what went where and did not feel
completely lost when he needed something.
    She
sighed in relief when she noticed he was not there as yet and sat down with a
steaming cup of coffee behind her desk.  She switched the computer on and
started working through the filing system.  She made notes as she went and
shook her head and jotted a few ideas down on streamlining and implementing an
electronic filing system.
    “Morning
Zita.” 
    She
startled at the deep voice on the other side of her desk and glanced up.  He
smiled at her.
    “Good
morning, Mr. Sheppard.”
    “You’re
in early?”   His gaze was direct and she squirmed under the penetrating eyes.
    “I
wanted to familiarize myself with the systems. Can I get you something to
drink?”
    He
kept staring at her, a slight frown between his eyes and she forced her eyes to
remain on his questioningly. He nodded.
    “Some
strong coffee, black and no sugar.  Then I’d like to go through the protocols I
expect from you and bring you up to date on the existing projects I am busy
with.”
    Mason
sat down behind his desk with the slight frown still marring his brow.  There
was something about his drab Assistant that seemed somehow familiar, but he
just could not put his finger on it.  What bothered him even more was the surge
of electricity that shivered up his arm when his hand held hers in greeting two
days ago.
    He
did not find her attractive at all.  Her tightly pulled back hair and very
heavy makeup was off putting as he much preferred a more natural enhanced
face.  Her clothes albeit neat and corporate, were miles too big and did
nothing for the shape that must be hidden beneath.
    When
she walked in with his coffee on a tray and some health biscuits, he shoved the
inappropriate thoughts out of his mind and thanked her absently.
    “I
usually take notes directly