Nefer gently dropped her suitcases on the floor and looked around. She was frightened by the traffic in the streets and watched her taxi pull away. This was her big day, she had finally arrived in New York where she would help the great Don CletusKasady. Over the years she lived in Las Vegas, she had heard a few stories about him. Some of them were so surprising it was hard to believe, and so it was a big surprise when her leader Bella_Swan called her into her office and talked about the opportunity for her to work in New York.

    As she wondered about the new changes in her life, she felt a light touch on her elbow. Turning slowly, she came upon a man who was about thirty to thirty-five years old, and had deep dark eyes and a prominent beard. Around him was a small group of bodyguards who monitored the area in order to protect him.

     Clearing her throat softly, she said:

     "Hello, my name is Nefer. You must be my new boss. Bella_Swan sent me to you to be my mentor and teach me how to survive in this world of crime, my lord. I hope to be able to help you with whatever you need. Here are my references and a box of cigars that Lady Bella asked to deliver."
               

     The man looked at her and began to laugh:

      "Relax, girl. You look like the next victim of a firing squad. And no one calls me Lord, by God." Looking into her eyes, he held out his strong hand awaiting the girl's reaction.
             

      Nefer returned the look and squeezed the hand extended to her. Breathing more relieved, she noticed that he started walking towards a gleaming limousine, and took the opportunity to examine the new boss. He seemed to be a boy who quickly learned the art of crime and how to get to a prestigious place in this difficult world.
             

      As the car headed for what would become her home, she looked out the window noticing the thousands of lights and people hurrying along carrying folders and umbrellas in their hands. Clenching her hands nervously, she felt apprehensive and wondered if she had made the right choice, but this was a question that only time would answer.
           

     The car pulled up in front of a large iron gate far out in Brooklyn, where you could see a path through a beautiful dense oak forest. After identifying the gates were opened, the car skirted the road stopping in front of a majestic Victorian house with green gardens next door. Smiling, she waited for the butler to open the door for her that swaying slightly, and thanked him gently.
          

     Cletus led her to a room in a farther north wing of the hosue. After saying goodbye to him, she threw herself on the bed and said, "Home sweet home."