Fritz

The first day Daphne arrived she was thrown into the whirlwind of the WB Ashbridge universe. “Fritz” apparently was Daphne’s assistant; he handled scheduling her meetings and prioritizing her duties to focus on how to comprehensively rebuild the site.

On Saturday she learned all the secret lock combos and how to navigate their security codes. Then given a tour of the grounds which were vast and they had even supplied her with a map to help get her bearings. The detailed tour took up most of the day with Fritz making sure not to leave out a single detail. On Sunday Daphne was introduced to the entire headquarters staff at a Sunday meet and greet that took place for the entire day. She was exhausted by the time the evening meal was through and fell asleep fast by ten o’clock. 

Which was a good thing because Monday started bright and early with a nine o’clock meeting with her new immediate staff.

And when had she the time to even sift through and organize all her own decades worth of physical paper notes they had specially flown in on a temperature controlled carrier, when the meetings never stopped? She had tried on Tuesday evening to start the work but the room where they had all the sealed boxes of her work had a coded lock they had forgotten to share with her. By Wednesday Fritz said he’d find out the code for her.

Fritz ? It was a nickname he said that stuck as it didn’t quite suit him.

“Fitzgerald —I don’t know why but the former ceo never got it right so it sadly stuck, but— do you see me complain?” he gave her an odd wink, “I’ll answer to whatever they call me, how about you—are you just Daphne?”