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Ch1. A

Carter Corporation... Welcome to one of New York's most influential firms!

A dazzling high glass building marked with it's founder's name in capital letters and it's personnel all spruced up.

Just the type of firm I've dreamed of working for ever since I finished my studies!

Everything here reminds you that you're part of something big and to fresh young people who have decided to dedicate their lives to their work...

I took a job as communication' s assistant several months ago. I work as a team with Matt.

We quickly hit it off, he has become a friend thanks to our mutual taste in rotten jokes.

Our manager is the serial lover, Gabriel Simons.

I say, serial lover because there's not a single girl here that hasn't one day or another succumbed to his charm... Except for Lisa and I of course.

Lisa. The secretary on whom I clumsily split my coffee on my first day here and who never held a grudge for she's now my very best confidant!

Tonight, all these people are having a field day because the firm is celebrating its anniversary!

I'm enjoying it. Eating salmon on toast, drink glasses of champagne and meeting people from different departments.

For at Carter Corp, we don't talk in rooms but in floors. Each department has its own. I'm on the 42nd.

The party took up two floors and we were served the best petit-fours in town. Delicious!...

The party is over now. It's 11:30 pm, I'm downstairs with Lisa and Matt.

Lisa:"Hey! how about pursuing the night at Starlite's?!"

Starlite is our meet up bar where we go to relax after a long day's work. It's also Lisa's favourite place cause she loves dancing.

We're definitely well matched. To Matt's great disappointment who generally has to follow the flow and be the bodyguard.

T:"I don't know... I drank quite a bit of Champagne and..."

Lisa:"So what...? Me too! Taxis exist you know, Tayla! Just watch!"

Lisa shuffles her heels along the sidewalk to hail a cab. Matt sighs rolling his eyes.

Don't be mistaken by her angelic look. Behind her little blond haired face is a real devil.

The cab pulls up level with her. Lisa turns and smiles at us devilishly.

Lisa:"There you go! Come on! Let's go!"

Matt looks at me smirking with resignation.

Suddenly I realise I'm missing something...

T:"Oh no, I've forgotten my bag!!"

Lisa pouts. She motions to the taxi to go on. It looks to me as if he's cursing... but I'm not sure... New York style, no doubt...

Lisa:"Go on! We'll wait!"

I swear to myself! I wonder if I'm ever attentive to what I'm doing. My head's not screwed on right...

Well... To let myself off the hook, the very good champagne chosen by the firm doesn't really help...

     
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As I get to the foot of the building a security guard bars the way.

Security Guard:"You can't get through, it's closed."