He unlocked the door and invited her into his office. It was an absolute disaster.

There were sliding piles of paper everywhere.

“Is this what they call ‘organized chaos?’” she asked, taking a stack of paper off one of the chairs. Every surface was covered in paper.

“No,” he said, sitting down at the desk and unlocking the drawers. “This is what they call ‘a mess.’ I don’t mean to depress you, but before you do anything else, I need you to sort through this trash and file it.”

Christina gulped. It was certainly going to be a great task.

“But right now we have to do something much more...