The office is busy, final preparation going on for the Gala tomorrow night. Tobias is in his office with Garrett and thankfully, his calendar is clear today so I’ll have plenty of time to figure out who is on the G server.
I complete my usual tasks in record time, giving me plenty of time during the afternoon to scope out other computers and figure out a way to do it that didn’t look weird. I double-check my own server and confirm to myself I am the T before I print out a schedule for tomorrow night and get up from my computer.
This had to work. Even if I didn’t speak to anyone in the office other than Tate, I knew everyone, and they knew me. I go about checking through the preparations, acting as if I am checking things off my list before going over to HR to confirm numbers for the gala.
“Josie,” I greet with a smile. She’s flushed and panicked, but she gives me a smile anyway and goes right back to her work. I walk around her desk and place the piece of paper I printed on the top, right next to the still full coffee.
“Everything okay?” I ask with genuine concern.
“It’s just so busy,” she rushes out, her fingers buzzing over the keyboard, “all these preparations, I’m worried I’ve missed something.”
“Why don’t I help,” I throw my hand out dramatically, gesturing to the schedule and to do list only to purposely knock that coffee over, all over the paper and her desk.
We both jump back, Josie yelling as the coffee spills, dripping off the side and onto the carpet.
“Oh, I’m sorry!”
She grumbles and goes about grabbing some cloths to clean it up.
“You get that,” I tell her, “I’ll print a new schedule and help you!”
She pauses and then her face softens, “Thank you, Eleanor.”
“No problem,” I smile, going on to her laptop as she mops up the coffee. It’s easy to see the server name as I open up the files and it lists it down the left side.
T Server.
Damn it.
I do what I said I would and print out the schedule, hoping it will actually help her and leave. I couldn’t do that to every person in the office until I found the right one. I slowly walk through, pretending to check my to do as I walk past those involved in tomorrow’s gala while looking over their shoulders, hoping they’ll have the files open so I can see. Only a few do and no luck. Everyone is on T. Come to think of it, I knew there were two servers, but everything for the company was on T, I had no idea what was on G.
I pause outside Tobias’ office. Garrett is gone, so I take a deep breath and slip in. This was normal. Checking in on the boss.
“Hi Tobias,” I smile, the expression forced and painful.
He offers me a warm smile.
I go around his desk, glancing at his computer out of the corner of my eye and see exactly what I need to see. The G Server. I pluck up his coffee cup, “I’ll fetch you another coffee.”
“Are you okay, Eleanor?” He asks, stopping me fleeing.
My fingers tighten on the mug, “Just fine.”
His eyes narrow, “is there something you want to tell me?”
My heart leaps into my throat, what did he know? “I don’t think so.”
He continues to scrutinize me but then looks away, “I know it’s been busy lately, thank you for what you did for me on Saturday, you know I wouldn’t ask you to work a weekend if it can be helped. I hope you’ll come to the gala tomorrow, relax and let your hair down a little.”
“I’ll be there,” I tell him and use the pause to escape.