Eleanor
The sound of papers shuffling filled the quiet office space as I worked through the stack of documents in front of me, carefully sorting and organizing them into the appropriate folders. The afternoon had been slow, and with Nathan out for a meeting, I had taken the opportunity to catch up on filing, making sure everything was where it needed to be before the week ended.
Sorting like this always had a way of making my job much easier, and I always got things done faster that way, like looking for any file again for instance.
I had just finished sorting one pile when the sound of heels clicking against the floor caught my attention. Then I heard voices; low and feminine, drifted into the space, and I looked up just in time to see two women walking in.
“Huh, are they here for Na
