Janice walked along the nearly empty parking lot. It was a beautiful evening with the sun's last color smeared across the crowds. Her thoughts were half-distracted by Duncan's actions. She felt wanted but wasn't treated as a sex object. It was nice. She smiled to herself as she envisioned a future at the company.
“Good thing late hours are pretty rare at this company, huh?” Melody was an older woman, probably in her late thirties or early forties with a portly body and graying hair. She still wore her sheriff's uniform because Janice had caught her before she had a chance to change into the security guard's uniform.
Janice didn't know that sheriffs could moonlight but having a competent woman with a gun and taser next to her alleviated any fear she had of walking to her car.
She glanced at her car and then back to Melody. “Yes, first time I had to work late.”
“Duncan always asks us to walk the ladies to their cars at night. Company policy.” Melody grinned. Her eyes briefly flickered down and Janice felt a shiver of discomfort, while Duncan gave no impression of wanting her sexually, Melody had given the vibe of treating her as a sex object from the first look.
“He's good guy.”
“Treats us employees really well.”
Janice came around the back of her car. She glanced into the back seat just in case before unlocking it. “He seems to be everywhere.”
“Well, he is the general manager. He's going to have his fingers in every pie.”
Glancing over her shoulder, Janice took in the large, three-story office building behind her. From what she knew, Universal Exchange owned all three floors but it didn't look like a small business that one guy could manage by himself. She frowned for a moment and then shrugged. She just earned a five thousand dollar bonus and a hundred to splurge for dinner.
Turning back, she smile at Melody. “Thank you for walking me to the car.”
“No problems. I'll hang here until you get out of the lot, but just call the front desk if you need anything. Remember, Duncan pays for the road service benefit.” Melody shoved her hands into her dark blue trouser pockets. Her holster shifted slightly with the moving to reveal the black handle of her taser. “I know I've used it a few times.”