rack, Alex headed towards her office but decided to
stop in hospital administration on the way. Latetia, Don Montgomery's
secretary, was working quietly at her desk. She looked up at Alex sadly and
said, "Ms. Alex, how are Bridgett and Angie? I just heard a little while
ago and it's just awful. Do you think Angie will be okay? I just know
Bridgett must be terribly upset. Is there anything that I can do?"
Latetia's liquid brown eyes were kind and reflected deep concern for her
friends.
"Latetia,
Angie's in surgery and you're right, Bridgett is beyond herself with grief. I
wish there was something that we could do to help her and her family, but right
now I think it's just a game of waiting and watching and praying." Alex
watched Latetia's eyes overflow with tears as she moved from behind her desk to
give her a hug.
"Sure,
sure. I know you're right. We are planning to send food to Bridgett's mom's
house for the next week or so. Check the Meals to Go in your email so you can
participate. I'm sure that Bridgett and Angie's mom will be keeping the
baby. I would imagine that Bridgett, her husband, and Angie's husband will
want to be at the hospital."
"The
food is a great idea and I'm happy to participate. Love the idea of the Meals
to Go. By the way, do you think you can find me a temp while Bridgett is
out? I would anticipate she will be out for several weeks."
"Sure.
Want me to try for Mona again?"
Alex
nodded in approval and said, "Yeah. That would be great. She was
pretty good during those several weeks last month when Bridgett and her family
were vacationing on the Gulf Coast. And she knows me. That's half the battle
right there."
"I'll
do my best, Ms. Alex," Latetia said, reaching for her temporary staff
file.
"Thanks.
By the way, what's Don doing? Does he have anyone in his office?” Alex added,
as she inclined her head towards the executive's office.
Latetia
glanced at her phone. "He was on the phone, but now he seems to have hung
up. By the way, you may want to think twice about going in there. He's in a
pretty foul mood, so you might want to be careful. The July revenue
projections came in and they were low, much lower than we expected."
Checking out the look on Alex's face, Latetia added, "Are you sure you
want to go in? I wouldn't if I didn't have to. I'm actually thinking about
taking the afternoon off to get away from him," she smiled, rolling her
eyes. "I know you. You're always up for making him mad,” she teased.
"Yeah,
I'm going in. He doesn't scare me anymore. It'll only take a minute and
will make his day much worse," Alex added as she moved towards the door
and knocked.
"Oh,
that's just great. Thanks a bunch, Alex," Latetia groaned, as Alex
knocked on the CEOs door.
"Enter."
Don Montgomery was seated behind his massive, walnut desk, his head buried in
computer printouts. He looked surprised and irritated at Alex's interruption.
"Alex,
do we have a meeting?" He quickly scanned his Outlook calendar on his
computer. "Nope, we don't. I didn't think so." He looked smugly
at his legal counsel, always happy to be right and one up on the lovely
attorney. "What do you want? I'm pretty busy." Don glanced at
Alex briefly and returned to his papers, a blatant act of dismissal. When
Alex didn't comply by leaving, Don looked at her again and said angrily,
"Really, Ms. Destephano! I am very busy, and I don't have time for you
to stand there and gawk at me."
Alex
felt anger creep up her spine and said, "No, Don. We don't have a formal
meeting scheduled, but we do have a situation we must discuss. "
"Let
it wait. I'm preparing for the next trustees’ meeting."
Alex's
impatience could be heard in her voice. "That meeting is two weeks
away. There's lots of time to work on that. I want to talk to you about
Angela Richelieu, now.
Don
looked up,
stop in hospital administration on the way. Latetia, Don Montgomery's
secretary, was working quietly at her desk. She looked up at Alex sadly and
said, "Ms. Alex, how are Bridgett and Angie? I just heard a little while
ago and it's just awful. Do you think Angie will be okay? I just know
Bridgett must be terribly upset. Is there anything that I can do?"
Latetia's liquid brown eyes were kind and reflected deep concern for her
friends.
"Latetia,
Angie's in surgery and you're right, Bridgett is beyond herself with grief. I
wish there was something that we could do to help her and her family, but right
now I think it's just a game of waiting and watching and praying." Alex
watched Latetia's eyes overflow with tears as she moved from behind her desk to
give her a hug.
"Sure,
sure. I know you're right. We are planning to send food to Bridgett's mom's
house for the next week or so. Check the Meals to Go in your email so you can
participate. I'm sure that Bridgett and Angie's mom will be keeping the
baby. I would imagine that Bridgett, her husband, and Angie's husband will
want to be at the hospital."
"The
food is a great idea and I'm happy to participate. Love the idea of the Meals
to Go. By the way, do you think you can find me a temp while Bridgett is
out? I would anticipate she will be out for several weeks."
"Sure.
Want me to try for Mona again?"
Alex
nodded in approval and said, "Yeah. That would be great. She was
pretty good during those several weeks last month when Bridgett and her family
were vacationing on the Gulf Coast. And she knows me. That's half the battle
right there."
"I'll
do my best, Ms. Alex," Latetia said, reaching for her temporary staff
file.
"Thanks.
By the way, what's Don doing? Does he have anyone in his office?” Alex added,
as she inclined her head towards the executive's office.
Latetia
glanced at her phone. "He was on the phone, but now he seems to have hung
up. By the way, you may want to think twice about going in there. He's in a
pretty foul mood, so you might want to be careful. The July revenue
projections came in and they were low, much lower than we expected."
Checking out the look on Alex's face, Latetia added, "Are you sure you
want to go in? I wouldn't if I didn't have to. I'm actually thinking about
taking the afternoon off to get away from him," she smiled, rolling her
eyes. "I know you. You're always up for making him mad,” she teased.
"Yeah,
I'm going in. He doesn't scare me anymore. It'll only take a minute and
will make his day much worse," Alex added as she moved towards the door
and knocked.
"Oh,
that's just great. Thanks a bunch, Alex," Latetia groaned, as Alex
knocked on the CEOs door.
"Enter."
Don Montgomery was seated behind his massive, walnut desk, his head buried in
computer printouts. He looked surprised and irritated at Alex's interruption.
"Alex,
do we have a meeting?" He quickly scanned his Outlook calendar on his
computer. "Nope, we don't. I didn't think so." He looked smugly
at his legal counsel, always happy to be right and one up on the lovely
attorney. "What do you want? I'm pretty busy." Don glanced at
Alex briefly and returned to his papers, a blatant act of dismissal. When
Alex didn't comply by leaving, Don looked at her again and said angrily,
"Really, Ms. Destephano! I am very busy, and I don't have time for you
to stand there and gawk at me."
Alex
felt anger creep up her spine and said, "No, Don. We don't have a formal
meeting scheduled, but we do have a situation we must discuss. "
"Let
it wait. I'm preparing for the next trustees’ meeting."
Alex's
impatience could be heard in her voice. "That meeting is two weeks
away. There's lots of time to work on that. I want to talk to you about
Angela Richelieu, now.
Don
looked up,
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