Lenore Caskill had long since given up on ever leaving her desk. She enjoyed her work, and prided herself on being uniquely suited to it. Plus, she was the head secretary for the Chief of Operations, Derek Bond, and she liked her boss and was absolutely loyal to Telomere Industries.
She hadn't been rooted here forever, she remembered. There was time when she'd moved around, gone outside, done other things. She didn't remember much about it, but she didn't miss it. Life had been more complicated then. Working here had shaped her, remade her, given her purpose after... whatever it was that had happened.
She kept track of Chief Bond's calendar, sent him reminders when he needed them, and followed the online gossip when she wasn't busy. The city was well-run and orderly; she'd had an apartment out there somewhere, but everything she really needed was here in the office. It was better to just remain here: more convenient than commuting, more sustaining than having to cook and clean for herself, and safer.
Telomere Industries would take care of her. Telomere Industries always had. Her life had only really begun when she came to work here; everything before that was a disappointment, better forgotten.
And now her boss had a Prospect, and he'd asked her to set up an interview for him! Sure, Chief Bond would get the credit for bringing in someone with potential, but Lenore was a vital part of that process and proud of her role in it. This was going to be a very good day.
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