I stood in the doorway of my office and called for Stacy . Surely , some thing was wrong . Did she forget to bring me the files ? Had she taken the documents elsewhere ? This was entirely unusual . Unlike every other day , I was surprised to walk in to a neat and orderly work desk . Not a single paper had been on it nor any yellow binded folder , and not even a new issue to see to .
Stacy appeared in my view wearing a suit that she added a good pin to at the collar of the blazer . " You send for me , Mrs . Huxley ? " I paused for a moment realising that that had been the first time since the wedding that I was addressed as Mrs . Huxley .
" I have . " I moved aside and motioned to my empty , workless desck . " Is there any reason why there is no paperwork on my table this morning ? " St
