The Deafening Silence

Submitted by IanB Technical ... on February 5, 2016 - 8:59am

John Bradden raced down the steps, through the kitchen and in what seemed like one motion, slammed and locked the door behind him.  He jumped into the driver’s seat of his white Toyota corolla, key in the ignition and was off. The clock in the car was correct, it was indeed 7;45am. He must be at work for 8:30, his boss Sue was clear, no one is allowed into her meetings past 8:30.

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