Photo Credit Jeff Stroud
I'm taking an online writing class this summer with teachers Robin Rice and Emily McDowell at https://www.bewhoyouare.com/ The writing prompts are pictures and we are free to write whatever we'd like to as inspired by the photo.
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After
three break-ins at the office in as many weeks, corporate decided to upgrade
security. Too cheap to install a security system or hire a guard, management
had a barbed wire fence added to the top of the chain-link winding its way
around the desolate parking lot.
After
all of the desktop computers were stolen, management got us cheap laptops we
have to take home every night. When they stole the phone system, we were
instructed to use our cells. Other than a small printer, a water dispenser, and
a low-end Mr. Coffee machine, the office is just a bullpen of folding tables
and chairs and a conference room with more of the same.
I
can’t prove it was my ex-husband behind the thefts, but it’s more than likely. Kyle
never wanted me to strike out on my own. Didn’t think I had what it takes. At
this company, I am “Corporate.” I am “The Management.” This is my business,
these are my people and I won’t be stopped by speed-bumps like mouth-breather,
Kyle Wilcox.
This
is dangerous, and the team works undercover of night. I never leave unless I’m
on a case. I sleep in my car or on the conference room floor. I’m Gail From Corporate,
and I know where all the bodies are buried. Like, literally where they are
buried.
