August 19, 2015
Her face missed the guard's glance. Taking advantage, she slipped inside the darkened space between the conference room and the lobby. She felt the quiet like a soft worm move up her spine, hefting her intent with effortless passion to her need that showed nothing but a gripped hand and an unblinking eye. She pushed the inner door slightly open, revealing three male backs. She heard voices bantering, arguing, targeting their vial concerns with seeming impunity. She pushed the door open further. In the dim light of the entryway, she lifted her arm, placed her finger and impunity died.