Chapter six

“Elena Morris huh"

the man sitting on the seat in the presidential office said, a slight smile across his face as he stared at the red head.

Elena smacked her lip together, shaking her head she said.

“Morning Mr”

she paused hoping he would finish the sentence

“Fred Carl, sit Elena”

Fred said gesturing towards the chair in front of him, smiling

Elena sat down and said

“thanks Mr Carl"

“oh call me Fred, I think we’ve past the title stage when you stuck your tongue down my throat the other day" Fred said waving off the title of Mr

Elena’s face turned red and her freckles became more visible, she had hope he wouldn’t bring that up again or perhaps a miracle will happen and he would forget everything from that night but judging by what he just said, it was still vividly imprinted in his heart, shaking her head she swore quietly

“This is not how I pictured the interview to go"

Fred who was studying her file which was on the table in front of him raised his head and asked

“what’s that"

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