Chapter 11-2

"Gentle? Gentle's for losers," she laughed, making an L sign with her thumb and forefinger. "Don't stay too late, okay? Brandon will be clock-watching and you know what that means.....no fancy restaurant at the weekend." She giggled, knowing exactly what I thought about the restaurant thing. "Maybe I'll stop here until midnight then," I replied, rolling my eyes. "Anyway, he's out with a client tonight so I'm off the leash." I watched her bounce out of the office, all cleavage and high heels, leaving an over-zealous spritz of expensive perfume in her wake. I was sure I could still smell it when I finally left just after nine, with the security guards scowling at me as I tried to juggle my bag, laptop, numerous files and my coat on my way out. Nine was usually locking up time and having received three calls to my desk warning me that I needed to get out, it was fair to say I wasn't security's favourite member of staff, particularly as I was one of the only ones