Reading: "Manifest the Antithetic" from COVEAL OF THE HEDONIC (A.Glass 2025)

Jenes taps the link, as a website appears with a single input box, she quickly typed in her ID code Four Six One Nine. Seconds later, her phone chimes with a received SMS. Lifting the phone up, she checks the recent SMS messages.
“I need reading glasses,” she chuckles to herself, trying to focus on the string of numbers and letters. Sitting down at her desk. She opens the second email, with the link. Tapping on the link with her left index finger as another input box appears. Holding the phone in her right hand she types in 6h3k04wr712XL. A two page document then appears.

This is an assignment that requires a job interview with the investment bank CW (Cage Walter) Global. The resume and cover letter that you will be using has already been prepared, and sent off to their Talent Acquisition department. Your pseudonym is “Caroline Winters”. Both the resume and cover letter have been prepared by our AI system, at an 85% chance of a job interview. Please advise, when you receive initial contact from the CW Global and the process. All prerequisite documentation received from CW Global must be uploading to our portal.

If a First interview is secured, please refer to the Assignment profile for detailed requirements for the next stage. Also, please note. The interview process should not exceed to the Second or Third stages. We only require intel on the Initial and First stages of the process.

As you are aware, this is a highly confidential assignment that must not be disclosed with anyone or revealed to the targeted entity. Any breach, will be a termination of Contract and Forfeit of all owing fees.

Kind Regards,

Karly Richards
Assignment allocation and Support
IntraPrsnl Solutions

Jenes checks over the second document, which outlines in bullet points, the preparation and expected outcome of the assignment.
Walking back to the kitchen area, turning off the stove, she carefully pours the hot water into the French press, setting the pot onto the sink. Gently attaching the plunger, with her left palm, slowly pressing the water down onto the compressed coffee. Eyeing a stylized chrome coffee mug to her right side, she places it in front of her, lifting the press with her right hand. She pours the coffee. “That smells so fucking good, but…” Opening the fringe behind her, taking out the milk she pours a portion onto the black coffee. Lifting the mug with her right hand, she walks toward the balcony. “...I am looking forward to a croissant at the cafe and…” Jenes sits down on a small outdoor chair facing East, she sips from the coffee staring at a bright planet, second to our Sun. “...Another coffee.” Her eyes stay fixed on the illuminated spec, elevated slightly above the horizon
“Venus, the Hell planet,” she says to herself with a smile, placing the mug of coffee down onto the edge of the balcony wall. Jenes thinks of her mother, before she was born.

*

Adroit Orman & Co

28th Floor

277 Park Avenue

1984

“Another late one? Huh?” A formally dressed man says, as he passes Christina Jenes, who is sitting at a secretarial desk at the entrance of the plush, yet minimalist foyer of the investment and securities firm Adroit Orman & Co.
Christina, with her dark brown curly hair tied back into a pony tail, stands with her above the knee pinstripe skirt and cream color tucked into the waist. She leans down, with the man glancing at her plunge neckline, as she lifts a sheet of paper from her desk. Walking side by side as the man pauses where two large leather couches face each other, between a stylized marble coffee table. In front of the floor to ceiling windows, overlooking East River.
“There’s been a big sell off on the gold price,…” She passes the man, bending down and straightening out the magazines. “...Since, the Argentinian thing.”
“Yeah, the default that wasn’t a default,” the man replies, as he sits down, lifting up one of the magazines.
“Do you want a coffee?” Christina asks.
“No, I’m good. Thanks. But….” He looks up at Christina with a smile. “...I wouldn't mind a drink. Later on?”
“Maybe…” Christina insinuates with a smile. She then makes her way to the floor trading areas. “...I’ll let Steven know you’re waiting.”
The man holds up one of the magazines. Looking at its title: “PENTHOUSE. September 1984”
Christina returns, walking back to her desk. “He’ll be out shortly.”
The man nods, briefly looking at Christina, as he continues to flick through the pages of the magazine.
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Reading: "Manifest the Antithetic" from COVEAL OF THE HEDONIC (A.Glass 2025)