Chapter Four
It didn’t take long for Suzy to discover that James needed a secretary, a PA, a miracle, as she looked through all of his paperwork. He never filed anything, nor did he have it any kind of order.
“How do you do your taxes?” she asked.
“I have people who deal with it. They charge me a fortune to go through all the crap.”
“How do they go through it?” She looked at all of the paperwork and the notes, and it was a little confusing. “This is all over the place.”
“Then it’s good that you need a job because I need someone to deal with this.”
“Have you just employed me as your PA?”
“Pretty much.”
“An MC needs a PA?”
“I own the diner as well as the main bar out front. We have some customers here every night, and I deal with everything.”
“This has been happening for the past five years?”
“Seven, actually.”
She shook her head, staring at the paperwork.
“Do you want the job or not? Can you even do it?”
“Don’t even think of being a smart-ass. I can do this. I’ll have to spend a couple of weeks going through all of this, and I’ll deal with your other stuff, before I start on your present stuff.”
“Good.” James sat down at his desk, and proceeded to bring out multiple large boxes. “Here is everything related to the club, and here is a contract that I had Richard write up for me.”
He handed her a quick sheet of paper, and she read through it. It was an employment contract. This one demanded her being quiet about what she saw, and never letting anyone know what was going on.
“If you talk or let anyone know what you see, you’re gone without pay.”
“I won’t say anything. I swear, I’m good at keeping a secret. Most of my friends are part of your club.”
“I know, but this is more personal.”
“I get it. You can trust me.” She signed her name, and smiled up at him. “Thank you so much for giving me this chance.”
“You should really thank Pixie. He’s the one that asked.”
“I’ll let him know.” She really did owe Pixie a lot. Even with the mountains of paperwork, she was happy.
“Right, get to work.”
Staring at the boxes of paperwork, she took a deep breath, and immersed herself in her work. After twenty minutes there was a knock on the door, and James called for whoever it was to come inside.
Kitty Cat entered, and Suzy sent her a smile.
“Here you go,” she said. “I’ve also got you a coffee, Suzy.”
“Thank you.”
“Got a lot of work there.”
“I’m happy to do it.” She took a sip of the scalding coffee before putting it on the table. She had four different piles, and that was just going by year. She was starting at the beginning and working her way back.