Chapter 3: Climax
The sleek glass of the apartment building rose defiantly against the sky. Its floor-to-ceiling windows allowed the late afternoon sun to spill across the immaculate hardwood floors. Emily stood in the window of her apartment, watching the ant-like figures of the city-dwellers scurrying past. The roll of her hips matched the beat of the music playing through her earphones as she surveyed the world below her, a small smile tugging at the corner of her mouth.
Emily was an adventurous soul—bold, curious, and sometimes downright shocking.