“Eliza, I know you and Mr. Thompson had some conflict about the promotion. I don’t know why he insisted on sending you to the site, but it really isn’t safe for a woman. Maybe… talk to him? Try to sort it out.”
Only after I got confirmation that my Friday night plane ticket was issued did I relax.
“It’s fine, Mr. Clarke,” I said lightly. “The promotion doesn’t matter to me. The location doesn’t matter either. It’s all the same.”
Those words of mine left him speechless. After looking at me puzzlingly, he could just look away.
Of course, I was scared. But I was only staying three days. After that, none of this would have anything to do with me.
Winter daylight faded quickly.
The previous staff had been allowed to leave before dark. But I had to clock in and out at normal hours.
I figured the workers wouldn’t pull anything outrageous on the first day. So, right on time, I checked out for the night.
Eliza's POV
On the first night, as soon as the clock hit quitting time, I bolted.
The path leading out of the building was a narrow trail with no streetlights. Everyone said it was the most dangerous spot as vagrants and creeps liked to wander there.