F005 Diary Entry. First day at work.

First day. I make a point of arriving first at the college. My assistant yawns shamelessly on our way in. I meet people, shake hands, smile and introduce myself. Too many faces to remember them all. With all of them, I use my old trick: I imaging grabbing their head, with a delicate but precise grip, one hand under their chin, the other high on the back of the head. Then I imagine bumping their head on the wall until I see the white inside. This way, I keep perfectly relaxed. Something everyone should do.

No time to talk with everybody; even with Circle member, it's just a few phrases of circumstance. I see Mr. C and I know at first sight we will understand each other. Dependable and self confident, the kind women like instinctively - so useful here. Then I gasp when I meet the nurse. She's coming out of a Victorian fiction, included accent and manners. No hint - I cannot read her, must check her file again.

Students everywhere. Pretty, ugly, happy, sad. I have no time for them. They flow from a classroom to the next one.

The afternoon is slow. I fight my way in the administration rooms, doing something I hate: checking accounts. All about power. Boring. But rewarding. I've already an idea of who is diverting money - there is always some, especially since the Circle is pumping so much money here. I have no intention of doing anything about that; only, they know I know.

When Christina takes me back, I'm destroyed. No call to Maci today. I give Christina an address; a couple hours from the school, but it's worth it. A glass and stone house, hidden in a forest, where I do bad things to people that works there; the Circle foots the bill. Nothing to be proud of. But at least I'll sleep.