Chapter 28 Smoky Hot

• DONALD
• Tomorrow, my week-long leave is going to begin. I turned off the AC, switched off the lights and left the office to it's quietness, stepping out into the hallway, I locked the door behind me and threw the damn keys in my pocket.
• The moment I slid into my car, the leather seat made a sound under me, that's to say welcome, then I tossed my bag onto the passenger seat. Immediately the bag landed on the seat, my eyes saw something on the floor, it was half grumbled and the gold letters printed on it kept dancing in the dim lights. I remember using it to spin my lie to Tricia, about the 70th birthday party of an older colleague.