Need to See Him

Sophia

The concierge was helpful in getting me a car, and before I knew it, I was back on the road. This time, I didn’t look at the sights. The sun had started to set in the distance, and I hoped that I wasn’t too late to speak with Mr. Walters. I wasn’t sure what the schedule for an oil tycoon was, but I needed to nail this story to show Mr. Fraser that I deserved the promotion.

When the taxi stopped, I looked up at the massive building next to the vehicle.

“This is it?”

“Yes, mum,” the older gentleman said.

Stepping out of the car, I stared at the structure. It looked like a box, all sharp angles and several stories high.

I swallowed the lump in my throat and lifted my chin, acting as if I belonged there.

Walking up to the building, I noticed a small gray box next to the door. A red light shone from the top corner. It looked like a swipe card reader, and I didn’t have any way to access it.

The front doors looked pretty heavy, and I peered through the small window, which was high eno