Solitary gray blocks stood silent and strong against a cloudless blue sky. She stared up at the monument, wondering which place in the linear landscape, was her office.
She walked down the long carpeted corridor into the office. Back from Thanksgiving vacation, at last. She thought Monday would never come.
"And if you don't send those packages up here to the forty-eighth floor, I am going to kill you," the office manager spoke the immortal words.
"Those packages have been in the mailroom for three weeks and if you don't deliver them here, right now, I am going to kill you." She placed significant emphasis on the last few words.
"Death threats over the phone," Debbie giggled. Scott and the other managers were back from London and everything was back to normal again.
Crystal took one look at Elyse, sighed, shook her head and disappeared into her office.
"Did It tell you where he was going?" Elyse asked.
"It? No." Debbie laughed and turned to face her computer. "Oh. He went to a meeting. He'll be back at two."
Marie stood sentinel at the end of the hall.
"Yes, Mother, I'm coming," and Elyse disappeared around the corner.
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