The moment there was a shadow in my doorway, something was wrong. No one ever visited the lab this late, even if they had forgotten something – the security was much too cumbersome to come back for something small and insignificant. I knew the visitor was here about the experiment and the results I had just received. I had known this moment would come, I was just hoping it would not come so soon. My escape route was planned, I just needed to make sure my findings made it to the right hands. The sample was as record breaking as it was scary. As revolutionary as it was the end-all-be-all of modern science.
I knew it was my duty to keep it away from the enemy state though it was a little unclear as to who the enemy was. Was it Russia? The Taliban? Or my neighbor, Michael? All I knew was their pockets were deep, their motive was murky, and I needed to escape with my life. I knew my every movement had been under a microscope for some time, but I knew I only needed a little more time to salvage what was left of my future. Because if I didn’t, the conspiracy would blow up in my face. When the day finally came, I left my house at exactly 6:43 AM. I knew the entire route was sure to be full of rush hour traffic because if I didn’t get to the lab by eight, everyone would know I had sold our secrets.
Standing Room Only 