The Escape Chapter 5 Decisikons
It was almost 9pm by the time Kimberly got to the hotel. The male managers had left for the inevitable boozing at a strip joint. As the meeting had dragged on and the prospect of dinner receded further into the future, she had picked at the remains of the buffet that had accompanied the announcement. It had been grazing rather than eating: Just enough to ruin the thought of dinner, not enough to be satisfied. Desert, then sleep, Kimberly told herself. But first she needed to dump her papers...