Waiting Room Shifting Ideas Novels & Stories

Eyes on cargo are eyes not on the wall. I run the calculations. The shift change gap is eight minutes. I need twelve. The four minutes I've been trying to find for fourteen weeks have been the obstacle between a plan and an exit. I've been running every variable I have access to, trying to find them, but they weren't findable because I was looking in the wrong place. I've been trying to extend the gap itself, but the gap is fixed. The rotation is what it is and I can't change it. I've been trying to change the wrong variable.

The waiting is the continuation of the building. ---

"What do you need from me?" Relief flooded through Inés so fast her knees almost buckled, but she kept her voice steady and professional. "Midnight. That's when the shift change happens. It'll be chaos then, and confusion. Guards coming in, guards leaving. Nobody pays attention." Mateo nodded slowly. "That's the best window. But you're talking about moving five people through a secured compound during active security protocols. Even with the chaos, it's…."

The traffic outside the window felt distant. Unreal. Memories played through my mind like scenes from an old movie. The seventeen-year-old boy who used to pull me out of class. When Everett came back from a meeting, he found me sitting there. He crossed the room immediately. "What's wrong? What did the lawyer say?" I looked up at him. His eyes were always warm. Steady. Like sunlight in spring. Just looking at him made something inside me relax. "Sawyer's sick. Late-stage stomach cancer. He wants to see me one last time."

I scooped up a pile of mail. “Don’t get lost in all the petty.” “Of course not!” She said. “That’s just fun. About the transfers in. What sort of timeline do you want for those?” “I’ll need to review them, but ideally, giving them a little more time to make the move would be okay. Two weeks, I guess? That should be enough to get them in the welfare system so they’re not coming with absolutely nothing.” She pulled out a pad of paper. “I grew up here, but what’s the welfare system for incoming transfers?”

She’d grown up with the tradition and hadn’t thought about it before this. Here she stood, rearranging what they had and what was coming. Planning where everything would go, and her mind suddenly goes off the rails with guilt and fear. Her pack was still her pack. She’d have new lives to care in the coming weeks. Nothing was ready. James and his mother were arguing over the new business. A shifter only resort. There were shifters waiting for it to open to visit. As they forced more shifters to live and work within cities, they needed a space to release their wilder side that was safe and protected.

Even more than their monthly payouts at the station. Shaking my head, I headed towards the back of the crowd where the waiting rooms were, deciding to wait until my turn. Leaning back against one of the chairs, I closed my eyes, folding my arms across my chest, and waited, the low hum of the motors outside almost lulling me back to sleep. Something I haven’t been having much of these past few weeks.

“But I don’t understand why they’re not pushing in yet. What are they waiting for?” Remy glances toward the window. “They’re learning. Trying to find the gap in our patrols that gives them the biggest advantage.” “Then let’s mix things up. Let’s be completely unpredictable. Different shift patterns every day, different routes, different patrol sizes,” I suggest. “That could work,” Remy nods. “At the very least, it will confuse them and buy us some more time to get our blood bank stocked.” We both fall silent for a moment. The sound of Jake’s lab equipment hums softly in the background while he talks quietly to one of the other healers as they look over some paperwork.

Hannah suddenly raised up her hand. " Guys, I love all these suggestions, and I can bet my life on it that it will work wonders, but the Ashju facility won't provide us any income to pay for all the expenses. Renovating the whole waiting room will cost a fortune and presents for all our clients. That's gonna be a lot " Keiran let out a soft sigh before saying. " We can take a share of my salary. I still got some savings " " Me too " Maverick added. " I can spare half of my salary "