19 New Boss (2/2)

Making her way to her cubicle station, she sat down, turned on her computer, and sighed.She hadn't had a moment to think to herself, since she realized the identity of her new boss.

Rickie. Somehow with the dinner conversation, she never got around to talking about their jobs much, mostly because she was a little intimidated. However, she had agreed to this contract, and was ready to put her best foot forward and do a good job.

A beep indicated email from her office.When Meaghan looked, there was one from Jules, the employee who was now doing her old job assignments.

[This was received in the mail office email, but it was in your name and appears to be encrypted.Please let me know what needs to be done with it.Thanks, Jules.]

Meaghan read the sent information – wait, Ivoire? She recalled that her chatty friend from the France office had been replaced by Misty without any notice. She focused on the attachment and confirmed that it was locked. Her computer had the standard Public Key Infrastructure for encryption; it was just a matter of knowing what the encryption code was. Meaghan looked at the original email from Ivoire to see if she included some type of code key.

[Salut Meg, tout en Malaisie est comment ? Me manquer ces jours où nous avons utilisé pour jouer dans cette bande dans ma ville natale. Il a été rien d'autre que la boue ici avec le temps, que nous avons eu. De toute façon, vous trouverez ci-joint les chiffres de distribution. Rester en bonne santé ! Ivoire]

[Hey Meg, how's everything in Malaysia? I miss those days when we used to play in that band in my hometown. It's been nothing but mud here with the weather we've had. Anyway, attached please find the distribution figures.Stay healthy!Ivoire]

Meaghan puzzled over this. She had never been to Cameroon, Ivoire's native country, much less played in any band. Leaf was the musical one in the family, as Iv well knew.

Suddenly, she brightened. She remembered that Iv had showed her several words and phrases translated from French into Bulu, one of the major languages in Cameroon and Ivoire's native tongue.The code easily leapt from the paragraph:bande= nsamba, boue = ndobok, bonne santé= mvoé.She typed these into the encryption key field.

With a quiet beep, the attachment opened, and the bottom fell out of Meaghan's world.