Looking around the place, she found herself alone in the empty hallway. She heard voices, but they were so faint that she assumed they came from the other end of the long corridor.
She had overheard that everyone was in the conference room, attending a meeting with an important client. Seeing no one was around, she took that as an opportunity to sneak into a private office.
"Let's see what else you're hiding from the world." Slowly, she searched the table and the shelves. When she found nothing, she moved to the cabinets and drawers.
For weeks, she had been silently observing everyone's business, biding for the right time to make her move. Gradually, she had gathered pieces of information.
Whispers here and there. A slip of the tongue. Gossip and stories from the grapevine. A juicy insight into the Morton family's lives.
Checking the folders, she skimmed through the files, hoping to find treasure in the pile of documents.
