Chapter 3 Looking For A Job

Five months later.

Reyda Harvey

It's been five months now, I've applied everywhere, and I haven't heard from one single household, so today I'm hoping luck is on my side, Dr. Smith gave me an address and told me to dress appropriately for the interview.

One of his confidential patients is looking for a stay-at-home nurse for his dad and Dr. Smith said I'm the perfect fit.

The cab driver dropped me off at the bottom of a dirt road and sped off, he shouted something in Spanish, and it sounded like he said; “if you want to walk through the gates of hell walk through it alone bless his soul.”

I made my way up the long dirt road, almost falling on my face a couple of times because of these ridiculously high heels my friend asked me to lend me. I stopped in front of a huge white metal gate with a wolf's head engraved on the front, I pressed the buzzer and the screen lit up displaying a man in black.

“Speak your name.” he grouched

“ Good morning, my name is Reyda Harvey, I'm here for the interview.”

“What's the password, it should be written on the back of your form.” his voice was deep,

“Amm… 5”

“We don't have time for ‘arms’, no password, no discussion.” he was about to press the button in front of him when I blew,

“First off, weren't you raised with any manners it's Good morning What's your name, secondly If you'd just allow me one blinking minute to catch my breath be able to give you the password.” I placed the stray hair laying on my face behind my ear.

He cleared his throat “hmm, Good morning may I have your name and the password that's provided behind your form please.” he said,

“Good morning, my name is Reyda Harvey, and I'm here for the interview. The password is 5465.”

The gate buzzed open and a tall dark-skinned man stood in front of me,

“Mam.” he pointed to the white mansion ahead of us, we then walked in silence, his head straight ahead and me trying to keep my balance until we reached a big black door.

He showed me to my seat next to a honey brown hair woman with big boobs and a tight skirt. I tried calming myself down as I rubbed my ankles. My feet are killing me, and I don't think I could stand walking in these heels for another minute.

I tussled around in my bag looking for black ballet flats to place them on my feet, I took them out and heard.

“Ha.” the brown-haired woman chuckled as she stood on the floor making her way into a room in front of me, not too long after she came out smiling.

“No need to waste time trying, the job is already mine.” she flipped her hair and followed the man in black to the building.

“Reyda Harvey, Mr. Knight is ready for you.” a lovely ageable woman called out to me from behind her desk, another man in black opened a white door for me to enter, and I did.

A slim but well-built man sat behind a table with his arms folded. He's dressed in a light gray short sleeve shirt showing off the tattoo of I love sushi in Chinese written on his left arm, I almost burst out laughing but had to concentrate on standing in these ridiculous heels.

He gestured to me to have a seat opposite him, and I did. There is another man in a wheelchair sitting behind some curtains, and I assumed he was the patient that I’d be taking care of if I get the job.

“Reyda Harvey, you're twenty-two years old, fresh out of college.”

“Yeah, I am.” he looked at me,

“It says here you worked under Dr. Smith is he the one who sent you,” he asked

“Yes,” I replied

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, he’s the one who sent me.” His gaze is making me uncomfortable, it’s as if he’s searching my soul looking for the sins I have committed for him to punish me for them.

I’ve never seen black eyes look so icy cold before.

“Why should we hire you?” He asked the one question I dreaded,

“You can hire me because I have no life whatsoever, so nothing would get in the way of my job. I'm trustworthy, punctual even if it’s a nurse position and I do my job to the best of my ability along with that I’m friendly and get along with people very well.” I smiled,

“Cut the bullshit reda, are you here because you want to sleep with me, or are you looking for a come-up? A young nurse wins the heart of her billionaire boss and lives a life of luxury.” He shouted,

Is he fucking kidding me, I admit he's hot, but what the hell does that have to do the job? It's always the rich folks thinking ahead of themselves.

“Mr. Knight, that is your name right, good.

I don’t know what world you live in that you think every woman wants to get in your pants, but I Reyda don’t.

Secondly, a young nurse wins the heart of her billionaire boss and lives a life of luxury. What types of books do you read, get a life.

Lastly, thank you for your time, and please when you reach out to Dr. Smith, make sure you tell him why I’m no longer interested in the job.”

“Why is that?” He had the audacity,

“Because a grown-ass man wearing his little brothers’ shirt and sister's perfume has no respect, maybe it’s because he has a vault full of money I don’t know, and I don’t care but let's get this straight no one speaks to me that way, no matter how much I need the money.

Have a good day, Mr. Knight.” I stood from my seat.

“Ohh, and by the way, no woman would be attracted to a man who has the words I love sushi written on his hand in Chinese.”

I walked towards the door, almost falling to the floor. I held my hand out for balance, disregarding the man in black offering me his help, and then I slammed the door.

Late that day I got home and dropped flat on my bed. If my big mouth would have just stayed shut I may have gotten the damn job and a good salary at that, but no, Mr. tighty whitey had to open his mouth about looking for a come-up.

I pulled at my hair and groaned I'm down to my last bit of cash that Dr. Smith gave me and I would rather not ask him for anymore, so if no one calls me from the five interviews I've attended in the last couple of weeks I just have to turn my attention somewhere else.

KNOCK!

Knock!

“Come in.”

Ashley, my roommate, opened the door and sat next to me in the bed. I guess she figured it out because she started rubbing my head.

“No luck?”

“It was going well until Mr. Knight decided to be an ass. I had to put him in his place.” she stopped.

“Rose… Knight, you talked back to Rose knight?”

“Who is Rose, isn't his name Daniel?”

“Forget about his name, you should worry about keeping your head. The man has enough money to make you and your future generations disappear.” she was trembling,

“It's not like I'm important, no one would miss me anyway, my parents are too busy sniffing…”

“That's not the point.”

“Then what is?” I stood up and removed my clothes,

“The point is the man has ties to the mafia, didn't you know this?”

“Why would I ?” I placed my t-shirt over my head.

“I forgot you don't pay attention to anything but your fool of an ex I*******m.”

“Hey…” I threw the pillow at her,

“Keeping it real, now let's go downstairs and celebrate the fact that you still have your life.” She dragged me by the hand.

After Ashley shared the ice we took our place in front of the television looking for something to watch, I saw a message come in from doctor smith, but I didn't read it and after three or four calls I placed the phone on silent.

I don't think I have enough ice cream courage to speak to him right now, nor after he probably gets an ear full from Mr. Knight.

I'm Reyda Harvey, I'm twenty-two years of age and fresh out of college I'm tall with a slim but survey figure I have shoulder-length brown hair and a pair of silver blue eyes. Not only that, but I moved to the city of Alt rec at the age of eighteen after being away for three years because of my parents.

Luckily, Dr. Smith found me and took me in, and has been helping me since.