Rebecca’s POVWhen I run out, I don’t go straight home. I drive. Tears running down my face, struggling to see the road through my glassy eyes. Then I pull up at the office. It’s getting late and the weather is cold. I pack my car farther across the road, behind a tinted delivery van away from the staff entrance. I don’t want anyone to know I came around today. I wipe my tears with the back of my hand and wrap my coat around me. Inside,the building is silent. The type that only exists after hours, when most staff have gone home and the only signs of life are the noise of the severs still running. I nod at the janitor on the second floor. He gives me a long look but says nothing.My badge still works.I didn’t plan this.I swear I didn’t.But my body moves like it’s been waiting for this all along.I take the elevator up to the sixth floor. Where the real files are kept. Not the ones clients see. Not the ones we show in court.The confidential records department.Sealed, Secured
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