The doors of the executive elevator which had been specially customized with gold opened after the ding.
Darren and Rachel stepped out, then Beth followed. She was a little nervous as it was her first time up here on the executive floor.
She couldn't believe how quiet it was. All that chaotic noise of the lower levels had just disappeared. What was left was this thick, intimidating silence.
Beth walked a few paces behind Darren and Rachel, her sensible heels clicking as her mind raced out of her own control.
Why am I here? She thought, staring at the backs of the boss and his secretary. Did I log a visitor wrong? Is he mad about something I said? I'm just a receptionist.
They reached the grand doors at the end of the hall and Darren pushed them open, revealing his office, which was basically all windows, the whole city spread out below like a painting.
