behind a desk. She looked up and smiled at me. I instantly liked her. Her chocolate hair was cut in a sleek bob, making her look professional and hip all at once. Her brown eyes were covered with black-framed glasses.
“You must be Claire. Robert said you would be in this morning.”
“That’s me.” I reached across the desk and shook her hand.
“Well, I’ll leave you two alone to get started. It was nice to see you again,” Gina said as she turned to leave.
“Thanks for bringing her up,” Becky called after her.
“No problem!”
Once she was gone, Becky gestured for me to sit down. I took the seat directly across from her and grabbed my knees to keep my hands from shaking. I was so nervous. I hated change, and getting a new job was definitely a change.
“Did you fill out all the forms I gave Robert?” she asked.
I nodded. “Yeah, I did.”
She held out her hand. “Let me see them, and I’ll make sure to get them processed this morning.”
I handed my folder over to her. “Everything you sent is in there.”
“Perfect.” She put the folder down on her desk. “So, basically, I’m going to have you doing most of the filing. If I don’t have anything for you to do, you’ll run errands. Robert said I could leave the amount of hours you work up to you, so if you let me know how much you want to work, I’ll get your schedule set up in the computer system.”
I raised an eyebrow. “I get to choose how much I want to work?”
She nodded and gave me a smile. “Perks of marrying the boss.”
I laughed. I could have taken her words as an insult, but from her tone, I could tell that wasn’t the case. I was already sure that Becky and I would get along.
“I suppose so. Let’s put me down for four days a week. If that is too much, I can work less. I want to stay busy while I’m here. I’m not sure how much filing you have, but I can’t imagine that it would take a lot of time.”
She grinned. “You haven’t seen the files I have for you yet. You’ll retract that statement soon enough. We’re not a huge firm, but the cases that Robert and the other lawyers work on keep me busy all the time. It’s nice to have you here to take some of the burden.”
“I’m glad to help,” I told her honestly.
“Great. Let’s head downstairs, and I’ll show you the basement. You’re going to spend a lot of time there.”
I followed her back to the elevator. We rode downstairs in silence. As soon as the doors opened, we stepped out.
I raised an eyebrow. “It’s kind of dark down here.” Kind of was an understatement. I could barely see three feet in front of me.
“We usually keep the lights off on this floor. I’m the only one who comes to this level most of the time.” She flipped a switch, and several overhead lights came on.
I blinked at the sudden brightness as my eyes tried to adjust.
“There we go,” Becky said.
I glanced around the space in front of me. The basement was one large room. Support beams ran through the room every few feet. Temporary walls that were shorter than me separated a few sections. White tile floors and plain brick walls were all I could see, except for the filing cabinets. My eyes widened when I realized just how many cabinets there were. At least two hundred cabinets sat in rows. They were all marked, as were the temporary walls sectioning off specific cabinets from others.
I shivered when I realized how cool it was down here. I would have to make sure to bring a jacket with me from now on.
“Welcome to your new home. It’s not much, but you’ll learn to hate it.”
“I didn’t expect it to be this big. I thought there’d be, like, a room with a few filing cabinets and that was it,” I said.
“Yeah, well, we have a lot of paperwork.” She motioned to her left.
I looked over to see a desk that I hadn’t noticed before. It was covered in stacks of file folders.
“Unfortunately for you, I’ve neglected my filing lately. It’ll take you a few