On Wednesday, it started raining from the early hours of the morning.
The rain poured down continuously from the sky, drumming against the cold windows.
In summer, there's always a heavy rain or a storm every now and then.
The city in the rain is hazy, as if shrouded in a layer of white gauze, with no sun in sight, only the misty rain.
Jasmine Yale had already taken the day off yesterday, but that morning, she still held an umbrella and took the subway to the company.
The morning was a bit cold, so she added a small jacket over her dress.
After putting away her umbrella, she headed towards the underground parking lot of the company.
Since she didn't have a car, she rarely came here, but she easily found the parking spaces for the company's executives.
She knew Sylvan Cheney would come to the company today because there was a shareholders meeting in the afternoon for which he needed to prepare.
