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Tuesday September 19th, 2000
"Tiffany I have to go uptown on a sales call. Jan's going to work with you on the party," Clark said watching his assistant's face closely for any signs of rebellion.
"Okay," Tiffany said dryly. She sat at her desk watching as Jan walked with Clark towards the front door of the townhouse. Jan stopped at the door and moved close to Clark whispering something in his ear. She had the feeling that whatever Jan was telling her boss, it wasn't nice and it was probably something about her. Maybe she was just being paranoid, she thought. She looked down quickly at the papers on her desk when Clark closed the front door. She heard Jan's footsteps walking towards her desk.
"So Tiffany, I'm sure you're very excited about this party for the opening of Manhattan Gold International," Jan said taking a seat beside Tiffany's desk.
"I hope it will be a nice party."
"It will. I'll be involved in every detail of the arrangements," Jan said picking up a piece of paper from Tiffany's desk and reading it.
"Oh really. Did Amir ask you to help?" Tiffany asked.
"Amir always consults with me on anything he is planning," Jan said tossing the paper back on Tiffany's desk.
"I guess that's what you get paid for," Tiffany said.
"No planning the parties is what you get paid for Tiffany. This time it was Clark that asked me to watch everything you do," Jan said smiling.
"What do you mean?" Tiffany asked.
"I mean Clark is unhappy with your job performance and he's nervous about what happened at the last party; so he asked me to oversee the details this time," Jan said picking up Tiffany's appointment book from the desk and starting to thumb through the pages.
"Excuse me that's my personal appointment book."
"Don't you see Tiffany? That's your biggest problem. You allow too much of your personal life to interfere with your job performance," Jan said turning her attention to the back of the appointment book where her personal phone numbers and addresses were kept.
"The problems at the last party were because of the press and because Skeeter was suspected in the shooting of Abdul. I didn't do anything wrong. There's nothing I can do about what the press talks about," Tiffany said hearing her voice break with emotion as she watched Jan reading her personal phone numbers and addresses.
"You shouldn't have put Skeeter in that position. He didn't have anything to do with the shooting and they never found any evidence. You've managed to get your name in the media quite a bit for a girl from Georgia", Jan said looking up at Tiffany over the notebook.
"I notice that you've finally remembered what state I'm from. I also noticed that you seem to have a lot of information about my husband," Tiffany said as her mind drifted back over the coincidences with Skeeter a few days ago.
"You wash your dirty laundry in public don't you Tiffany?"
"Give me my book", Tiffany demanded.
"Here", Jan said throwing the book on Tiffany's desk.
"I don't think you'd act like this if Clark or Amir were in the office now," Tiffany said picking up her appointment book and putting it in her desk drawer.
"Doing my job. I've been instructed to work with you so that you don't lose your job. One more big mistake and you're out. You'll be back in Georgia. So I suggest you better get used to reporting to me," Jan said as her eyes narrowed.
Tiffany thought about the fact that she had seen Jan's phone number on Skeeter's caller ID the other day. She glanced at Jan's shoulder length brown hair. She still believed that she had seen Jan in Skeeter's window when she walked by on her way to see the new apartment.
"Does that mean you're calling me at home now too?" Tiffany asked.
CONTINUED TOMORROW. MORE PHOTOS BELOW.
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