The iron stairwell looked just like it always did: rusty, hazardous, and completely out of place. Who would attach a fire escape in disrepair to the back of a gleaming, modern building?
The co-conspirators of Cynthia Sparrowhawk.
The fellow founders of the rebellion set up by Cynthia Sparrowhawk.
The lowly backstabbers who would not let Cynthia Sparrowhawk in.
...
They didn't know about the secret entrance.
Hidden in plain sight.
Obvious.
Big.
Standing out.
Attached to the building...
The fire escape led the way up to an entrance Cynthia always had open. Just in case.
Cynthia smiled, relishing the idea of striding into the conference room where they would be seated. She vaulted over a railing and began to climb the slippery ladder.
Life had got there first.
"Aww... fuck this!"
A keypad stood in the way of her reaching safety.
It never occurred to her that maybe something was up...
YOU ARE READING
Working Progress
ActionA story about a girl whose life doesn't seem to give her any answers, and where life itself wants to control her. Needless to say she tries to rebel against it's plan for her.
