She looked out the window and saw that they were heading west. As she watched, the steel-and-glass towers of Seoul glided into view on the left. She picked out the smaller office building where she worked. The sight of it reminded her to call the office and let everybody know she was all right.
"Nice part of town, isn't it?" the cop asked from the front seat. She noticed he was wearing sunglasses now.
"I work there."
"Do you? What sort of job?"
"I write informational booklets for an actuarial firm, Samjong & Anjin. It's pretty boring, actually. I've been doing it for five years, and I think pretty soon I'll be trying something new."
She realized what she'd just said. The words astonished her; and more astonishing still was the knowledge that they were true.
