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cameraman in Tokyo, and a great guy, too. You'll love him! Maybe I can wrangle us up an assignment."
    The elevator arrived and Brian stepped inside. He pushed the button for the twentieth floor and rode up.
    As he left the elevator, a young woman in a well- tailored designer jacket and a very short skirt turned the corner. She brushed her long auburn hair away from her face and smiled.
    "You're Brian?" she asked. He nodded.
    "A pleasure to meet you," she said brightly, extending her hand. "I'm May McGovern, Mr. Endicott's personal assistant."
    "Hi," Brian said, momentarily tongue-tied. She's gorgeous! he thought.
    "Mr. Endicott will be with you shortly," Ms. McGovern said. "If you'll just follow me."
    She led him down a long hallway lined with office doors made of rich wood. They were all closed. As they walked, Brian eagerly anticipated the rest of his first day on the job in his mind.
    * * *
    "Here we are, Mr. Shimura," May McGovern said as she opened a door, then ushered him into a huge corner office. With a final smile, May closed the door behind him. Brian turned.
    In the center of the room, between two huge windows that looked out over Tokyo, sat a massive teak desk. Behind the desk was a huge chair, and on that chair sat Everett P. Endicott. He did not look up from the papers spread out all over his desk.
    "Find your office okay, Shimura?" he asked, still reading the papers in front of him.
    "Yes, sir," Brian replied. You mean my cubicle , he thought.
    "Good," Endicott nodded absently. "Sit down."
    Brian reached out to shake Everett Endicott's hand, but the man's eyes never left the papers in front of him. After a moment, Brian lowered his hand and sat clown.
    "You were supposed to be here for the Winter Olympics in Nagano," Endicott said with a trace of annoyance in his voice. "I could have used another sportscaster wannabe back then. I don't have much use for one now."
    "Yes, well, I'm sorry," Brian answered uncomfortably. "It was... unavoidable." He didn't want to explain yet again about the family tragedy that had held up his arrival for four months.
    "Never mind," Endicott said, glancing at the papers again. Brian realized with a start that his new boss was reading his academic file. Well , Brian thought, he already knows why I wasn't here, then.
    They sat in silence for a minute or two. Finally, Endicott lifted his beady eyes and stared at Brian.
    Everett P. Endicott the Third was a portly man, though his tailored suit hid some of the damage. The suit was the best money could buy, which was about what Brian expected of the grandson of the owner and founder of INN, but there was no hiding the thick roll of fat under his chin, nor the puffy hands that sat crossed on the desk.
    Brian realized he was staring, and his vision drifted to the view outside the windows. Tokyo at lunchtime.
    "I don't know what you'll do or where you'll work right now," Endicott said. "Not much interest in Japanese baseball in the States. You won't be doing work in your chosen area of interest. I'm sorry for that.
    "So, for the present, I'm going to assign you to the mailroom. In a week or so we'll see about moving you up to filing and fact checking."
    Brian groaned inside, but carefully hid his disappointment.
    Endicott nodded, obviously happy with his own solution. "Yes, that will do..."
    Then the big man rose ponderously from his desk. He stuck out his beefy hand and took Brian's.
    "Welcome aboard." he said. "I'll have my secretary draw up your assignment roster. See May if you have any problems at all."
    Just then, the office door flew open. May McGovern tried to block the door, but Nick Gordon pushed right past her. She stared at his back, her eyes ablaze.
    "Sorry to barge in, chief, but this is important!" Nick announced.
    Endicott's face clouded. He motioned May to return to the outer office. Then Endicott focused his gaze on Nick.
    "Hello. Gordon," he said icily. "To what do I owe the pleasure of your company?"
    "Well, you know that