Chapter 11 A Bitter Pleasure

• Arianna was the only one left in the large office by eight in the evening. It was dead silent except for the sound of her tapping the keyboard of her laptop.
• The security guard had already patrolled the floor for the second time. She could hear his steps growing louder as he walked towards her again.
• “Miss Jenkins, are you still doing overtime? It’s definitely safer if you head home now.” He said nervously while scratching his beard. He sounded so concerned for her safety.