Echoes in Eternity (The Pella Series Book 1) by Emine Fougner Read Free Book Online Page B

don’t want her to have just any position!” I utter enunciating. “I want her to be interviewed as my personal assistant. Whatever job she’s applying for in Los Angeles, have her sent to our Los Angeles Headquarters. I want her to be referred to me, and to me  alone  to do the usual one week trial required of those who work with me closely.” 
                  “What if she refuses to work for another company other than the one she’s applied to?” 
    “I am putting you in charge of her referral to me! If you are unable, incapable, or unwilling to do the task I’m assigning you, let me know, now! Do I make myself clear Anthony?” I ask in my don’t-fuck-with-me tone. 
                  “Perfectly so, sir,” he replies chagrined. 
                  “I want her to talk to no one in that company no matter who it is...”
                  “But...” Anthony interrupts me. My gaze is on him immediately, sharp, and cold; he immediately shuts up putting his mouth in a thin line. 
                  “I don’t care if she is scheduled to be interviewed by the president, himself! She talks to no one. She is to be referred to me directly, and only to be interviewed by me!” 
                  “Yes, Mr. Pella.” 
                  “Are we taking you to the hotel sir, or the airport?” asks Henry after seeing the tension rising in me. 
    “Airport. Have the jet ready,” I say and pull my t-shirt from the back of my running shorts, putting it on.
                  Thirty minutes later, I’m sitting in my jet ready to take off. As we are en route to LAX, Anthony comes and sits before me with his iPad in his hand. My laptop is open I start re-reading Elissa’s background and her resume, devouring the content. Delilah is singing “ I Can Feel You ,” in the background. Henry listens to the lyrics quietly watching me silently.
     
    “Hold your breath don't cry they’re coming
*Tainted* secrets *don't die* they’re coming
And if you wait for dawn to fade
You should see the dark
And as the gold defines your pain
     
    I can feel your heart
Open from the start
I can feel your soul
Yearning to my call?
I can feel you

Hold my hand don’t hide cos they're coming
Fallen angels fly by and they’re coming
So if you wait for dawn to fade
You should see the dark”  she croons.
     
    Knowing that they’re indeed coming, I close my eyes for a few seconds. I can’t lose my focus.
                   “Mr. Pella? Can we go over the schedule for the week sir?”
                  “Have you arranged for Elissa’s interview to be transferred to me?” I ask pointedly, my eyes focused on him. 
                  “Yes, I have sir. Once she gets to the...” he looks down at his iPad to check the company she’ll be interviewing with “...Global Media Monitor, she will be referred to the Pella Towers.” I nod impassively, I am anything but. I’m going to see Elissa again. I exhale a breath slowly, I didn't know I was holding. 
    “Okay. Let’s go over the schedule,” I say changing the topic.
    “Firstly, may I ask whether we are taking you to the Centurion or the Castra after landing sir?” 
                  “I better go to the Centurion . Both the drive and the flight will take considerably less to the Pella Towers.” The Centurion  is a high security luxury apartment building I own in Santa Monica overlooking the Pacific Ocean, and occupy the penthouse when I need to be downtown for early morning hours. Driving in Los Angeles traffic might take about twenty minutes, but the flight from the apartment to the Pella Towers takes no more than ten minutes. My home is located in Malibu built atop a bluff. There are no neighbors around, because they’re not allowed to build on it. But I owned the land for over two hundred years. It’s a fortress in disguise. It’s