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AFTER HOURS


by

Jennifer Green


SMASHWORDS EDITION


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PUBLISHED BY:

Jennifer Green on Smashwords


Between Friends

Copyright © 2017 by Jennifer Green


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Finally, the exhausting day was over. The click of my heels echoed across the empty lobby as I crossed to lock the doors. I paused, hand on the latch. There sat a large pickup truck alongside mine in the otherwise empty lot. I glanced at my watch, 6:45. Everyone else had been gone well over an hour. What the hell was Brody still doing here?

I snapped the lock into place and began gathering my things.

"I need an assistant." I mumbled as I loaded my briefcase with estimate notes and print outs of emails to look over. I headed for the side door. Brody had a key he could close up after himself. I reached for the knob. What if he didn't have his key? Maybe I should just see if he needs anything, let him know I'm leaving?

"Shit!" I swore out loud and heaved my heavy briefcase onto the receptionist's desk, then headed toward the shop area.

Entry to the shop was through our break area, beside the receptionist's desk. A large window over the sink gave a limited overview of the work area to whomever was forced into doing the dishes. Three work tables lined each side, separated by large, orange protective screens. The saws in the center were illuminated in intermittent flashes of blue white light, signs of a welder at work. I pushed open the door and stepped into the flickering light.


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