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and for her company. 
    Oh hell, this would be the best deal ever!  She (or anyone) wouldn’t be dumb enough not to accept it.
    “Okay, deal.  When do I start?”
    Maggie chuckled.  “Well, he said that if you agreed, you can start today.  Accounting will have your deposit check ready this afternoon and I know what your fees are so I’ll give them the details.  We have a company announcement later this today and he thought it might be good for you to familiarize yourself throughout the company, mingle with employees and get to know them a little better.  You know, sort out your guilty pool or whatever it’s called.”
    “Today?  Half the day is already gone.  Isn’t that a bit fast?  I don’t know if I can do today.  Well let’s see what I have to do.  Get coffee.  Check my email.  Stock up on office supplies.  Get coffee.  Check on my clients.”
    “I got you coffee.  You have two emails and I’m sure the only office supply you may need is toilet paper.  Bright side, if you start today, you get paid today.”
    Damn.  She nailed it all, except Sam didn’t have any emails.
    And Sam would love to get that big check.
    Sam rolled her eyes and sighed.  ”Fine, I can start today.  But I can’t stay all day.  There could be a moment’s notice that I would have to leave, if I get a case.”
    Maggie sat back and smiled.  ”That won’t be a problem.  Uncle George said that if you have any scheduling conflicts to just let your new boss know and you’re all set.”
    *******
    Conrad Financial sat in the heart of Downtown Comfort.  Located at the intersection of First Street and Main Street (across the street from the Brownstone twin buildings where Sam’s office and Cozy Inn & Café are at), it was a four-story brick building, the windows trimmed with the wood panels.  The front door was a tinted-glass pane that prevented anyone from outside to see inside.  The company even took the next step forward and installed a card-accessed entry where the only way you could enter would be if you had the key card or if the receptionist buzzed people in.  The lobby had a front desk, two plants by the elevators, and a lounge area for awaiting guests.
    The first thing that Sam and Maggie had to do when arrived  was go straight up to the Human Resource office.  Even though Maggie was the owner’s niece, apparently she was not an exception to the paperwork.  Immediately they met Sharon Carr who handed them a sheet of paper that said they needed to go do a urine test that was mandatory for all new employees.  They walked the two blocks to the clinic and made their deposits.
                  When they returned, Sharon handed them each a big stack of paper for them to fill out which they did in the conference room located on the fourth floor.  After what felt about three years of signing their lives away, Sam and Maggie finally finished and began meeting other employees and introduce themselves, although Maggie already knew most of them from being there so often during school.  There were approximately seventy-five employees within the company and about three-quarters had lots to say about themselves. 
    *******
                  The conference room was filled with all three floors of Conrad Financial employees.  The room was spacious, furnished with a large mahogany table that sat that at least thirty people, decorated with expensive Italian paintings imported from Europe, and surrounded by floor-to-ceiling windows.
                  Sam stood in the back, arms folded across her chest, using a pen to tap against her left arm, her weight shifted to her left foot, gently tapping the right foot, waiting for the big company announcement (and scanning for the culprit, even though she was very sure who had done it).
    “I think he did it,” Sam muttered, using the end of the pen to point out into the crowd.
    Maggie stood next to Sam, reading something on her phone.