That evening, Xavier sat in his study. The man he had been speaking to on the phone stood a short distance away, hands clasped behind his back. In front of the desk stood three women—quiet, tense. These were the candidates for the personal assistant position. The one who would assist him everywhere he went. Xavier wore his sunglasses. Yes. He couldn’t see them. Silence stretched, thick and uncomfortable. After a long moment, he turned his head slightly, his voice calm. “Why don’t you choose for me, Mr. Josh.” Josh straightened at once. “Of course, sir.” The three women stiffened, each holding her breath. Mr. Josh looked at the three women, confusion written across his face. Then he turned to Xavier, who was tapping a single finger against the arm of his chair, slow. “Sir… why don’t you try them all?” Josh suggested cautiously. “See… feel who you want?” Xavier went quiet, silent long enough for the room to feel smaller, heavier. Then he stood. The first woma
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