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***Chapter 2: Creative Heaven, Cruel Reality ***

I stepped out of the elevator and stood for a moment taking in my surroundings. Before me stood an imposing 6 foot tall, black marble desk housing three receptionists, behind the desk on the black and white large tiled wall it read "Creative Media Insight" scrawled in blood red calligraphy. To the right was a waiting room area with comfortable overstuffed black leather chairs, white tables, and plasma HD TVs blaring the latest entertainment news. 'I have died and gone to creative heaven!' I thought with pure delight.

"Good Morning Miss McAllister!" I turned from my creative heaven to stand face to face with Mr. Ensign Berry, founder and CEO of Creative Media Insight.

"Good Morning Mr. Berry, it's a pleasure to see you again sir." I greeted with a firm handshake and smile.

"And good to see you too, and please dear call me Ensign we are all friends here," he rejoiced with a wave of his hand. Ensign Berry was around 60 years old, salt and pepper hair and a small mustache and goatee with the same shading.

He was in excellent shape for 60, and wore red -rimmed square glasses that screamed sophistication and I'm sure sex appeal to a different demographic.

"Well my dear, Emaline, if you'll follow me I'll show you around, introduce you to a few fellow comrades and let you settle in before I turn you loose to raise some hell in Seattle."

We walked around the office as Ensign began to fill me in on some major projects the agency had on their agenda, and interspersed with introductions that I was sure I'd have to make again. I marveled at the white walls adorned with awards, press clippings, and autographed posters and pictures. This truly was a public relations powerhouse and I intended to prove that I belonged here.

"Our newest project," Ensign said drawing me out of my mesmerized state, "is the publicity for one of the most anticipated action films of the year, Timely Deceit.

"Oh yes I've read a little about the movie. It's about an undercover agents infiltrating the trafficking of young women in Russia and trying to unearth the leak from inside their agency. I'm glad Hollywood is taking an interest in actual events though it will be embellished for the sake of entertainment." I said as I continued to walk with him.

We came to a stop and he motioned for me to enter saying, "And here is your office. Yes, it's important that we entertain but also inform our audiences and the firm is looking to do a lot of charity work with this movie as well."

As we entered my office I stood in amazement again at the beauty of this building. My desk was all black with white trim detailing and a red leather executive chair. The desk sat facing the door and behind the desk was almost floor to ceiling windows that overlooked downtown Seattle and the Space Needle. It was true perfection. "Do you like it?" Ensign asked moving to stand beside me to take in the view.

"I love it!" I exclaimed with a smile.

"Excellent!" he said clapping his hands together. "Well take a seat and let's talk a few details here, then I'll leave you alone to get acquainted with your new surroundings."

I took a seat in the plush leather chair as he sat in a white and black chair across from my desk. "Emaline, I brought you on board because you are very talented, ambitious and dedicated to integrity. We've lost a bit of that in this day and age and I think we need to bring that back." He smiled as he made his hands to a triangle and pushed them to his lips.

He gave a small sigh and began, "In this business, however, people tend to disregard integrity and hard work for the easy result. In some cases, people will use and abuse others and resources for their gain. I'm sure I'm not telling you anything you don't already know, because you are an intelligent woman. I do just want to remind you that in this business you may only find you have 3 or 4 real and honest friends. Be careful whom you choose."

He took a deep breath and looked at me seriously and continued, "My dear Emaline, you are in entertainment publicity and while we aren't submerged in L.A., you're now swimming with sharks."

I took a deep breath in and exhaled as he finished. 'Yeah I'm smart, but damn that was brutally honest. And a little dramatic.' I thought. I smiled and said "Thank you Ensign I appreciate your honesty and reminder. It's definitely a different atmosphere than Tennessee but I hope I make a smooth and efficient transition."

"I'm sure you will. Now onto your first assignment!" He sat up straighter and had a gleam in his eye. I was very curious as to his sudden intensity.

"I mentioned the publicity we will be doing for Timely Deceit. Well, since you are young, politically aware and active I want you to work on this project."

"Absolutely, I'm more than excited to take that on and produce results for both our client and this company." I immediately got butterflies in my stomach with anticipation. "Who will be the team leader that I need to report to?" I asked pulling out a piece of paper to jot down a name.

"Well actually you are." Ensign said matter-of-factly.

"Oh, ok. That's wonderful." I said a little taken a back; I mean I was newbie after all, a baby in PR standards.

"Don't worry I have an advisor who you can report to with any questions and will be your go to person should a problem arise. I believe you can handle this project, you've got the tenacity and passion." He stood up with a smile and I arose from my seat.

"We'll have a meeting tomorrow morning at 9 to break everything down. Good luck!" He shook my hand and glided out of my office.

I sunk into my chair. "What in the world have I gotten myself into?" I whispered.