Over Slept. ((lock))

Ginnie slept until well after the sun had set. Slowly she pulled her mind from the fog of sleep and looked at the clock. "Shit!" She sprang from the bed and made for the shower. Ten minutes later and she was dressed in deep plum colored linen pants and a softer plum silk blouse, and pulling her dripping hair into a braid, as she rushed out the door, kicking her briefcases down the hall. Waiting for the elevator she tied off her hair and picked her cases, just as the door dinged open.

"Parking Garage."

She made her way to her car and placed her briefcases in the back along with the cases from that morning that had been left next to her car, as instructed. She had way too much work to do to have over slept. She just hoped Marthinus didn't get wind of it. She sighed and squealed out of the Domicile's grounds.