Chapter 6

Sharon got up from her chair and glanced out the window at her beige Maserati Quattroporte. She was dreaming, actually. The car shining in her eye was none other than a grey 1994 Honda Accord sedan.

She frowned and turned away heading back to her desk. Roger kicked her in the leg as she passed by. She considered landing a vicious judo chop on Roger's left neck but decided to let his tasteless gesture slide this time.

Sharon walked out of the room, turned to the right, climbed the stairs up two flights and strolled over to her friend Gladys' cubicle. Gladys wasn't there so she decided to wait.