Maddison's POV
The tires of the black SUV were rubbing on loose rocks at the entrance of the Sky-Piercer construction site. It was Monday morning, and this was a million miles away the garage floor she had left an hour ago.
Maddison was not waiting on her driver. She grabbed the handle of the door and jumped out immediately the car had stopped.
She was covered with heavy smell; red mud, gasoline fumes, and hot metal. It was cold and dry, and of course not like baby powder and expensive wine back at home. It was a new beginning for her.
Her boots sank into thick mud. She had that morning changed from heels to steel-toed shoes, and had left her fancy jacket at home and taken on dark jeans and a heavy work coat. She wore a white hard hat on her hair. She remembered how she would laugh at
