Personal Assistant (Woody McClain

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Y/n pov

"Ok we're sending him up right now" My secretary Kim said through the phone on my desk.

I hang up and I patiently wait for him to get in.

I quickly grow bored and I start drawing on my notepad.

I hear a knock on the door and I straighten my desk up.

"Come in" I say and kick my feet up on my desk.

The door opens and in walks a very nervous soul.

"U-um....hello" He says.

I quietly chuckle and look him over

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I quietly chuckle and look him over.

"Sit" I say grabbing his file from my black hazelnut with gold trimming desk and open it.

-He has over ten criminal records
-Survived an execution
-Has been unemployed for most of his life
-Has no connections

Fair enough.

"So we're gonna go through some basic questions for this interview Mr. McClain is that okay with you" I say cutting my eyes at him making him shift in his seat.

"Yea that's cool" He says.

I smirk and set his file down slowly.

"We're gonna start off discussing your criminal records" I say.

Judging by the slight twitching of his eyes I've struck a nerve.

"How many criminal charges do you have exactly" I ask leaning on my desk.

"15" he says.

"16...." I say raising my eyebrows at him.

"Y-Yea 16" He says before playing with his fingers.

"Why you so nervous ?" I ask getting up from my chair.

"N-n-no reason" He says watching my every move.

"Your very observant..Not the type to kill....But give information" I say walking over in front of him and leaning on my desk while looking him up and down.

"What did you go to prison for anyways....." I ask watching him size me up.

"Murder....Robbery...Battery" He says smoothly.

"And why is that ? You don't seem like the type to be killing anyone" I say leaning back onto my desk.

I can tell I was getting under his skin.

Kinda disappointed on how early in but the earlier the better I guess

"Well...people change over time Ms...." He says trailing off.

"Y/n" I nod my head at him.

"Y/n" He says.

"Just a few more questions...not too extreme" I say clicking my finger and grabbing certain pictures out his file.

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