Chapter Six
New Rules
I couldn’t sleep after five a.m..The moment my eyes popped open panic struck. A job. I actually had a job…working for Patrick Helms. Had all my dreams come true or was this a disaster waiting to happen? Betting on hope, happiness and a little good karma that I might have earned in a previous life, I put aside my reservations and jumped out of bed to get ready for the day. I swore to myself that I wouldn’t be late, so I scurried through the next hour getting dressed. What to wear took at least ten minutes of that hour since I couldn’t find my clothes among the heap of boxes and bags I’d thrown together during the last minutes in my old apartment. I settled on understated and professional: my grey tweed slacks, which fit snuggly to my ass, and a pink cashmere sweater,
