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miss nothing. "It rained all the way."
    "That makes driving tiring, doesn't it?" he asked, steepling his fingers as he gazed at her.
    "I've never cared for bad weather," she admitted.
    "Neither have I," he agreed.
    After almost an hour of discussion concerning her new job, what was expected of her, and various and sundry other important matters, Boudreaux suggested Cathleen settle in to the company owned apartment that was being provided for her as part of the hiring packet and then report to work the following day.
    "You look a bit tired to me. I was going to suggest we have lunch since it's a bit late in the morning for breakfast, but I think you need to rest," he said. "Why not get a good night's sleep and be fresh and ready for your first day in the morning?"
    That sounded good to her and she thanked Boudreaux for his thoughtfulness. Upon leaving his office, she was shown her own and was quite taken with its spaciousness and genuinely liked the young woman who would be her personal assistant right from the beginning.
    "If you need anything, just ask," Anita Price said. "I'm here to make your job as easy as I can. When you're ready, I'll take you to your apartment. Oh, may I have your car keys? I'll have someone bring in your bag and put it in your apartment."
    Cathleen handed over her keys. "Could we take a stroll through the building so I can acquaint myself before we do that?" she asked.
    "Of course," Anita replied and Cathleen's first personal assistant led the way.
    "Mr. Boudreaux said if you didn't feel up to going to the cafeteria for lunch, to remind you that you can have room service bring you up a tray," Anita said.
    "There is room service?" Cathleen asked, eyes wide.
    "Oh yes," Anita replied. "Twenty-four hours a day. Just dial 7 on your phone."
    Those she met on the pocket-size tour of the facility all appeared to be friendly, helpful individuals and Cathleen knew immediately that she was going to enjoy her job at WindGenInc. As soon as she saw the furnished apartment that would be her home, she knew she'd lucked into the position of a lifetime.
    Her luxurious and well-appointed apartment was on the fifth floor along with three other apartments—that of the Director of Research, the Comptroller, and WindGenInc's husband and wife legal team. The sixth floor belonged entirely to Boudreaux.
    "The first floor is, of course, the business offices," Anita told her. "Second floor is where the cafeteria, gymnasium, a small convenience store, and pool/spar areas are located. There's also a barber shop, beauty salon, dry cleaners, and nurse's office on that floor. We even have a small theater where the latest movies are shown and a very pleasant little pub if you need a little fortification at the end of a tiring day. Mr. Boudreaux has tried to make the facility as self-efficient as possible so his employees have very little in the way of wants and needs that aren't provided for them."
    "What about the research center, itself?" Cathleen asked. "Where is it housed?"
    "The third floor is entirely dedicated to the research for our turbines and wind generators. Fourth floor is a state of the art lab that is off limits to all but the scientists who work there. You just about have to have a PhD in nuclear physics to get in there! Oh, and there is a helo pad above the sixth floor."
    "Did I see a golf course on the way in?" Cathleen asked.
    "Yes, and there are tennis courts, biking and jogging paths, squash and handball courts as well as a large outdoor pool," Anita replied. "The dormitories for those who wish to live on site are at the far end of the property."
    "Very impressive," Cathleen said.
    "There is maid service, by the way, and if there is something you want from town, Max Guthrie, our jack of all trades, makes a trip in at least once a day in the van so just give him your list and he'll procure whatever it is you need if you don't have the time or the inclination to go into Etheridge, that's the closest decent sized