this morning #670.

this morning, through brute force & a little bit of stupidity, she made her way into the building. fast past the guards & over the turnstile & into an elevator before anyone could stop her. this was how it had to be. she knew that when she made it to the fiftieth floor, she’d have five minutes at most before security showed up & removed her from the premises. her mind raced as she braced for impact. when the doors opened, she made a beeline for her husband’s office, blew by the receptionist & down the hall. this was how it had to be. fast moves to prove she meant business. she burst in & found him getting intimately acquainted with one of his sales associates. the rest was one big blur.