| Another Slap |
[24 May 2009|05:15pm] |
Her foot falls made soft echoes as the short heels of her shoes made contact to the high gloss light colored floor of the hall way. The research center was relatively quiet at this time of day during the lunch hour. Kathleen had a light lunch in her office while she caught up on some reading of an online medical journal, when she received a call from the receptionist that she had a visitor. She had no appointments and did not expect any visitors today, especially someone from the Cook County Sheriff's office.
( What are they thinking? )
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