The First Day

Apologies to all my patient readers... I've been away from the previous story for so long that I just can't pick up the thread. But I've started a new one that is "burning within me"  ; )  so it won't take long to write so you'll get a complete story.

THE FIRST DAY

It was when the pilot announced that they were beginning their descent into Heathrow Airport that Shannon really started to get nervous.

She looked at her watch. Probably twenty minutes for the plane to actually get on the ground, another twenty minutes for it to taxi to the terminal, another twenty minutes before she could get off the plane, since she was seated far in the back.

Then…what? Twenty minutes….thirty…to get through Passport Control , collect her luggage, and go through Security?

Then, she’d be in Heathrow Airport.

And she’d have to find a place called the Meeting Point, where her employer would pick her up.

Where she’d meet him in person for the first time.

Shannon took a deep breath. There were so many possibilities swirling around in her mind…things that might happen, things she wanted to have happen, things she didn’t want to have happen…she knew what she wanted to have happen except for one thing…the fly in the ointment...her employer was married.

She’d worked for Stefan Rolf for a little over a year now. He’d hired her from an internet freelance service – he’d needed someone familiar with computer applications to take dictation and he'd chosen her after a Skype interview.

They’d gotten along well from the start.

What had attracted Shannon to him from the very beginning was his voice. Rolf was German, but had lived in England for 20 years, so overlaid over the tortuous Germanic construction of his sentences was an upper class English accent. .  the combination just…tripped her trigger, frankly.