As the hours slipped by he dazed out, suddenly the phone rang. Getting up he answered the phone, "Hello."

"Mr. Bateman, this is Katie. There's been some confusion down at the office. We need you back to work as soon as possible."

"I'll be there in an hour." He said quickly.

"See you then."

Patrick hung up and walked to the walk-in closet that had all his suits in color order. Which one to wear?

There are definite do's and don'ts of wearing a bold-striped shirt. A hold-striped shirt calls for solid-colored or discreetly patterned suits and ties...

He picked out a suit and changed, it looked refined. Exactly how a businessman should look, casual with a hint of elegance. His hair was slicked back and he checked himself over one more time before leaving his apartment. Being a CEO for Pierce & Pierce, was a big job and you had to look good all the time.

The taxi pulled up to Pierce & Pierce, Patrick Bateman got out. Back to where he belonged, the life of work. Smiling brightly, he walked in and was greeted by a couple different people. It was a good feeling, back in the apartment right now he'd probably be watched some stupid soap opera. As he got into the elevator, he was joined by one of his other friends Louis. They had had an interesting conversation the last time they had talked. Of course it was all misinterpreted, Patrick was trying to kill Louis and well Louis took as a sign of intimacy. Patrick tried to talk and quickly ended each conversation quickly.

He was happy to get out of the elevator, seeing his new secretary he smiled, "You must be Katie."

The young woman looked up and smiled a charming smile. Her silky, straight, auburn hair was neck-length and was worn in an uncomplicated style. She was an average height, and her skin was tanned. Her clothes were a simple but fashionable at the same time. Katie held out her hand, "Yes I am. It's a pleasure to finally meet you Mr. Bateman."

Patrick shook her hand, "So what's all this about confusion?"

"We've had some problems on the Ransom file. The other CEO's have been a little busy. Since we're one short after the disappearance of Mr. Allen."

He nodded, "I see. Well have you found a new CEO yet?"

"Not yet. But I'm beginning to look through the resumes."

"Great. Send the ones you think are good into me."

"Yes sir."

Patrick walked into his office and shut the door behind him. Home sweet home. The office was more comfortable than his own apartment. Sitting down behind his desk he pretended to do work. He never truly worked unless there was a deadline and there was no deadline for quite some time. Suddenly the door opened and in came Timothy Price, Craig McDermott, and David Van Patten.

You'll notice that my friends and I all look and behave in a remarkably similar fashion, but there are subtle differences between us. McDermott is the biggest asshole. Van

Patten is the yes man. Price is the most wired. I'm the best looking.

"So where are we going tonight Pat?" Van Patten asked with enthusiasm.

Patrick leaned back in his chair, "Anywhere."