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Chapter 2: The Italy Job

15 Years Later.

"Hey Ophie, I got your coffee and mail, Jonathan said he wants to see you at some point today as well, so good luck!" Cordelia joked as her light laughter filled the office.

"When doesn't he want to see her let's be honest." Charlie joined in "Oh Ophie I may be your boss but notice me, notice me!" he mimicked the man who was desperate for my heart.

"Oh yes Cordelia you make sure I see Ophie today, its of high importance I get more content to think about later in bed!" The two fell into pits of laughter as I just shook my head holding it back.

"Guys if you're going to pretend to be him at least act like him, you need that higher upper-class snobbery of being better than everyone else." I paused as I straightened up my posture "Ophie darling, would you like to come to this posh restaurant I know we can sip on champagne and eat caviar whilst laughing at commoners."

"Seriously you should go if he's offering free champagne and fancy food." Cordelia looked at me with the first expression of seriousness we had seen all morning. "He might be an arse but when do you get that as an offer?"

"Don't forget she's a part time treasure hunter, Cords she probably has those offers every time she goes on one of her last-minute holidays." Charlie added "Granted the last one you went on was quite a while ago now, is Sully okay?"

"He's fine, since Nate's gone into retirement Sully hasn't been on a exciting chase for a while so he doesn't want to waste my time by calling me out but not actually needing me."

I looked over at a photo on my desk of me, Nate, and Sully. Its from a couple of Christmases ago, but we all look so happy. It was from the first Christmas after Elena and Nate finally got married, they invited us over for the day knowing we had no where else to go. Of course, the day didn't go to plan, and we ended up ordering takeout, but Elena got this great shot of us three in front of their tree covered in food laughing at the food fight had because Nate burnt every last scrap of food he attempted to cook. I laughed lightly at the memory.

"Earth to Ophelia" Charlie shouted waving his hand in front of my face. "Jonathan has come by while you were in your own world, I guess seeing you is actually of some importance today, so I wouldn't keep him waiting." He sounded actually concerned which made me a little nervous, I locked my computer and headed over to his office fixing the skirt I had on, so I looked a little bit presentable.

I came to a stop outside his door as I steadied my breath and knocked. I was never normally this nervous, but it was odd for even Charlie to be concerned and so that threw me.

"Come in" Jonathan said loud enough for me to hear through the door, I took one last breath as I opened the office door walking into the room. "Ah Ophelia, just who I needed to see."

"Morning Jonathan, what is it you wanted to chat about." My voice shocked me with how nervous I sounded and as he motioned to the seat in front of his desk I slowly sat.

"Oh it's nothing to worry about, if anything it's great news for you!" I sighed relieved to be getting a bit of good news despite what I thought. "Amalfi Coast, you've heard of it right?" I nodded knowing where the conversation was going. "Well get your bags packed and notebook ready because your next article is now all about Amalfi." He looked at his computer as he told me the next part.

"We would love to send our favourite Ophelia off to Amalfi, so much so that we have booked her flight and hotel for her while sparing no expense, we want her to have the best of experiences to write about and so she will be flying first class and staying in a five-star hotel. Our representative has also booked for her to go to a high-class evening as well so make sure she dresses to impress who knows she might find love on this trip, now that would be a fantastic article." We both lightly laughed at the last comment. "She will be needing to leave in two days so please ensure she is ready as we want her to have a fantastic time and give a great report on our services. We look forward to meeting her. Regards, R.A."

I stared at Jonathan in shock, this company was offering an awful lot just for me to go write about a part of Italy that is overwritten.

"This is a joke, right?" I asked trying to work out what I was just told. "We aren't even that big of a magazine – no offence – for us to even dream of getting offers like this." I ran my hands through my hair.

"No joke Ophelia. They sent through the flight details, hotel details the lot. They seem like the really want you to go." He sighed noticing how worried I appeared. "I've done all the usual checks, I've called the airline and hotel just to make sure you are booked and from their systems you are. I wouldn't be sending you if there was the slightest bit of me that was worried about this situation. It is an amazing opportunity for you and unless you're really certain I don't plan on taking it away from you either."

I looked at Jonathan who gave me a reassuring smile. Even if something did go wrong I know how to fight and look after myself.

Can you forward me the email and all the details?"

"Already done."

"Guess you'll just have to deal without me for a couple of days right." I joked trying to reduce the tension in the room.

"More like two weeks."

"What?"

"I extended the stay for you, you could do with a break and time to actually explore somewhere. This R.A. person even agreed and paid for you, they don't expect this article for at least three weeks."

I looked at Jonathan in shock.

"Jonathan I-" I stuttered.

"Nope I don't want to hear any of it. You're going and that is final. Now do you need to buy trip essentials?" I couldn't speak anymore so just nodded. "Right well take the rest of the day off, you don't have any other time really to get them so just go now."

I started to leave the room trying to process what just happened.

"Oh, and Ophelia darling, don't forget to get a nice dress for this posh party you're off to I get the feeling it will be designer city that night." We both laughed again, he was right though if I was really going to pull this off I'll need to look the part.

The rest of the day had passed and all the shopping I had to do was done, I went slightly over budget with the dress, but it was too gorgeous not to and maybe the company was right maybe I would find love. I moved my left hand up to behind my ear and rubbed the tattoo I got of Sam's initials, no one treated me the way he did and so no one took his place in my heart, besides who is going to fall in love with a 36-year-old who has physical and emotional scars. The answer is no one.

I began the tedious task of packing, luckily knowing the Drake brothers I'd gotten good at packing fast you never know when you're going to need to be packed and ready to leave in less than an hour so having actual time to pack was a luxury. I zipped up my bag less than half an hour later, praying the dress I brought wouldn't be too creased. As I sat down next to the suitcase my phone lit up with a message from Elena.

'Of course you can stay, its tradition! Nate will drive you to the airport before he goes to work. See ya then! :) x'

"Thank god." I mumbled. It took a while for her to text me back after I asked if I could stay round tomorrow before my flight, so I assumed the worst. She is right though, I don't think there's ever been a time before a flight where I've not stayed with them it was basically my trip tradition purely because they lived a good half and hour closer to the airport than me and parking there was a pain.

My stomach grumbling cut through the silence of my room, I stood up and thought about what food I even had in this house, the answer was not a lot causing me to settle for pasta and salad, at least one part was nice. My phone lit up again with another text from Elena.

'Don't forget a jacket! You always do and text me complaining the airports are too cold. x'

I smiled at the message, Elena was such a mother sometimes. One day she'll be a great one. I replied to her.

'Thanks mom, probs will forget knowing me but I'll try to remember. Do you want me to bring any food/drinks tomorrow? x'

Her reply was wine in capital letters, she had a good idea there.

I did the mundane task of washing my dishes and putting them away before heading off to bed. As I lay down trying to sleep there was something I couldn't place.

R.A.

I don't remember there being any company with that for a name let alone anyone in the industry with those initials. I grabbed my phone that I had left on charge on my bedside table and googled the name. The first link was all I needed as it took me to a fancy looking website, clearly this group were a finer travel company obviously catered to those found in the higher scheme of things. That made sense, all you have to do is google my name to find out about me and my family, so they clearly did some research. However not enough to know our magazine doesn't really cover these sorts of trips or that since my family passed I'd removed myself from that lifestyle. At least they were a real company though, no matter who their target clientele is.

I set my phone back down on the table and ran my hands through my hair, this trip was going to be an interesting one to say the least.