C44 Fast Foward

* Seven years later **

The cranking of heels could be heard as the brunette made her way through the quiet hallway leading to her office. She was dressed in a skinny corporate grey skirt and a white long-sleeve shirt that was tucked in, a briefcase in one hand and a stack of folders in the other hand.

Her hair was held in a ponytail and swayed from left to right as she walked