Chapter Title: "Working 9 to 5, what a way to make a living. Barely getting by, it's all taking and no giving" 9 to 5, Dolly Parton
Inspired By: A Day In The Life Of Mycroft Holmes, IBegToDreamAndDiffer, and my Politics teacher.
Pairings: Mycroft/Lestrade (mentioned)
Word Count: 221 (excluding headers and footnotes)
Anthea Barry was good at her job. She was paid to keep her employer's schedule in check, arrange meetings, and to accompany him to numerous locations, such as the bank or Taiwan. She never listened into conversations between the businessmen or government officials. She was efficient when following orders. She was proficient in self-defence, and often came to her employer's rescue if and when he got in trouble.
On occasion, Anthea or whatever name she was using that day (she liked to mix it up) would fetch her boss food, locate his younger brother, book tables in five star restaurants, keep Mycroft's boyfriend updated on his health, and call the 'others', as her employer called them. He particularly enjoyed his chats with The Italian Government, Mr. Deangelo Campagno.
"Your schedule has been cleared until tomorrow evening at eight, at which point you have a dinner reservation." Anthea glanced up briefly from her BlackBerry to smile at her boss. "And Gregory has also had his schedule cleared for the same time period."
"Thank you, Amy." Momentarily looking from documents stamped Top Secret, Mycroft smiled at his brilliant personal assistant. "What on Earth would I ever do without you?"
"Oh, I don't know, sir," Anthea smiled back. "Have a long tedious life, full of meetings and politicians?"
"Yes, of course," said the boss.
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