Sarah leaned back against her small desk chair, stretching out her slender legs until they hit the wall beneath the desk, her hands stretching out behind her as her fingers intertwined, a small tired moan erupting from her. She readjusted her position before assuming her work, her gaze constantly shifting the time at the bottom of the screen.
Sarah was an attractive woman to say the least, she had blonde hair that always hung free, never restrain, her white blouse hugged her C-cup breasts. Her miniskirt hugged her rear and just like her blouse served to emphasise her curves, black nylons hugged her smooth slender legs and feet were contained by a pair of black heels.
A small sigh escaped her lips as her gaze once again fell to the time in the bottom right corner of the screen.
'Another ten minutes and I can finally go home.' Sara thought to herself. She glanced up at the three white walls that surrounded her cubicle.
...
Sarah was walking home when it happened, when the event occurred that would change everything.
"Honestly...if that bitch hadn't called that bloody meeting I would be home by now and could have caught that bloody bus." she muttered to herself, her hands curled into fists at her side, squeezing the leather strap of her bag.
To say Sarah's boss was a bitch was a colossal understatement, she had worked their for the last ten years, now twenty eight years of age and she still hadn't received a single raise, promotion or anything, she'd seen others come and go and many get promoted to a higher position after their second year. Then whenever a chance for her to be promoted came, when she was selected as one of a group to come up with some brilliant idea to take the company in a whole new direction when the meeting started either someone was their early and had signed the deal, later learning the time was changed and she hadn't received the email or she and the other candidates would go out for a smoke and come back with the decision made.
Sarah continue to mutter and curse her employer as she turned left down an alley to cut across so she could cut her journey in half and get back to her apartment before the heavens opened. She was so focused on her rage that she didn't notice a man follow her into the alley.
She didn't notice as he grew closer to her, she didn't notice until she was half way through and he grabbed her wrist, her head snapped round to see who had grabbed her only find herself being slammed against a wall, her mouth began to open. A blade came up, the edge pressed against her neck, her scream died.
