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Isobel
looked at the piece of paper that Tyler had given her. “Is that
your ‘to do’ list?” Mary asked.
     
    “Yeah. And I have no clue where to
even start.” Isobel’s voice gave her away with regards to just how
nervous she was feeling. “I mean, he wants me to take his suit to
the dry cleaners, but I don’t know where the suit is or which one
he even uses.” Her voice had risen as she talked, and she took a
deep, calming breath to calm herself down.
     
    “It’s not as bad as it seems, hon.
I’ll let you in on a little secret, shall I?” Mary was being so
nice that Isobel could have hugged her, but she settled for just
giving her a nod. “Okay, Jenny was always running late or
disappearing when she should have been working, but she always
expected us to cover for her so she left a list in her drawer of
relevant information.” While she was talking, Mary had been
rummaging through the desk, and she pulled out an A4 piece of paper
with a triumphant flourish. “Ha! Here you go sweetie. This has
contacts, Boss Man’s preferences and anything else you might need
to know on it.”
     
    She handed Isobel the paper and told
her to let her know if there was anything else she could help with,
and then she walked away to her own work station. Isobel took a
seat at her own desk and then looked at the two pieces of paper she
held, making a mental plan of attack. She figured that the first
thing she should do was to get Tyler’s suit to the dry cleaners, so
she found the address on the list made by her predecessor and then
collected the suit that was hanging on a cabinet door, rightly
assuming by its size and the fact that he was the only male that
she’d seen working up here, that it belonged to Tyler.
     
    Forty minutes later she was back at
the office building, walking through the main doors as though she
had been working there for years and not just started that morning
under false pretenses. As she passed by the front desk, the
receptionist called out to her. “Excuse me, Ms. Cairns?” Isobel
changed course and walked towards her. “I just need you to sign
some paperwork for us. It’s nothing major, just your pertinent
information and bank details for your salary. It will also give you
authorization to sign for any deliveries that may arrive for Mr.
James.”
     
    Isobel’s mind had gone
blank at the word salary . She had only ever worked an
hourly job before, and never had a salary in her life. Hell, she
didn’t even know how much she would be getting paid if she was
lucky enough to actually keep this job.
     
    “Ms. Cairns?” She was
brought back to reality by the receptionist’s voice, and quickly
took the required paperwork from her, walking across to one of the
leather couches to sit and fill it out. A short time later she was
back up on the top floor sat at her desk while she looked at the
list Tyler had given her once more. She knew it was her
imagination, but it seemed to have gotten longer while she’d been
at the dry cleaners. She took a deep breath and gave herself a
stiff talking too. Come on, Isobel. You
can do this shit . She put her head down
and read through the list again.
     
     
    1: Organize the filing
system
    2: Arrange a meeting with
Mr. Takeo for early next week
    3: Take suit to dry
cleaners
    4: Photocopy the new
company handbook (1 copy for every staff member)
    5: Make an appointment at
dentist
    6: Call the garage and
book a vehicle check-up for all company vehicles. (No more than two
cars per day. Make note of all registration numbers and
corresponding drivers and inform them of date of
inspection)
    7: Confirm attendance for
the business lunch next Wednesday at Rico’s
    8: Inform Mr. Rodgers at
Rico’s Restaurant how many attendees to expect, and of any special
dietary needs
    9: Collect relevant data
and projected income and deficit details for the Smithfield
project
     
     
    She took another deep breath. At least
she could cross one thing off the list, but now she had to