ATI TEAS 7 READING (ATI)

Shia looked up from his monitor, rubbed his eyes and stared down the dark hallway toward the CFOs office. He was certain a sound had come from behind the closed door. It was a heavy thump, like someone had a dropper a bowling ball. There shouldn't be anyone else here at this house, Shia thought to himself as he looked at his watch. The only illumination came from Shia's computer monitor. His office was on the thirteen floor, far too high to get much more than a faint glow from the street ...