Chapter 33: Uninvited invite

I exited the car and shut the door, staring at the eleven-story building before me and wondering if I was supposed to be here. This was the address on Imela's contact list, and the Google Maps directions brought me here. It had to be it.

The address said the company's floors were the seventh and eighth, depending on the client's needs. Information on services provided and general needs, as well as the staff floor, was on the seventh, while the executives and conference room were on the eighth. However, the clients only went to the eighth floor by appointment or invitation, and here I was without an invitation or appointment, wanting to get up there.

I could have called, but I knew I wouldn't know what to say. I could have sent an email, but I didn't want to. Besides, I was much more efficient in face-to-face conversations. Hopefully, she doesn't kick me out.

I got into the elevator and counted the seconds while thinking of what to say as soon as I got down.

The elevator arrived at the