Chapter 32

• We finished breakfast and Henry drove us to Wellington Tower. Lucas spent most of the ride on his phone, talking, asking about this or that, requesting someone find figures on something and have them brought to him or someone else, or whatever. I sat there quietly, trying to get into the right mood for this kind of thing.
• Today, I was a businesswoman. Not exactly, and even if I was one I was quite a bit lower in importance than anyone else. A temporary position, again, except this time I had the full backing of the CEO of the company. For some reason, that made me feel better. In actuality it wasn’t too much different from when I’d gone to clean Lucas’s office, but the fact that before was on initiative from the temp agency, and now was because of Lucas himself, it just felt different to me.
• I folded my hands on my lap, sat perfectly still, and thought about what I would do. Should I call him Mark, or Mr. Shaw? I should ask about that. Maybe Mr. Mark Shaw? Did he want me to get him coffee? Snacks? That seemed kind of lowly, but who knew what his usual assistant did. I needed to run errands, fetch papers, and help him out in whatever way necessary, so I should prepare for the worst. And, really, there were worse things in life than someone telling you to get them coffee. I could handle it.