It was not until 8 a.m. that Steve Burton straightened up and started his car, slowly making his way back to the city.
He didn't return to his own apartment, but instead went directly to the company.
Fortunately, Steve returned to the city a bit early. When he arrived at the company's underground parking lot, the radio in the car was reporting the traffic conditions, announcing that the road he had just taken was jam-packed with traffic.
Ordinarily, Pristine's Enterprises starts work at ten o'clock, and Steve would typically arrive around nine fifty-five. As a result, the receptionist was unable to hide her surprise when she saw Steve stepping into the company at exactly nine o five. Nonetheless, she quickly stood up, respectfully greeting him with, "Good morning, Mr. Burton."
Steve offered her a slight nod before boarding the elevator.
