Little Revenge

Zara sighed heavily as she reached out to the back of her car to get her purse. 

Her bag knocked over something to the floor. 

"Hmm, what's that again?" She mumbled, exhausted from the stress of the interview.

She rolled down her car seat, stretching her hand until it grabbed whatever fell under the car back seat. 

When she finally rolled up her seat and saw what had fallen, she gasped, "Oh," 

It was the inheritance box. 

Zara clutched it to her chest, holding her bag on the other hand as she walked to her office. 

By the time she reached her office, she dropped everything on the table and sat down. 

For a minute she wanted to rest, unwind and reflect on the interview, their conversations, but…

Seeing the box again, her curiosity ignited. 

She pulled it over, her fingers trailing around the lock. 

"Pin, pin pin." She mumbled to herself, her hand instinctively going over the number pad on the lock.