One Click
A yellow note from Mr. Rome should mean another miserable morning at work. Instead, the postal world becomes the doorway to a dangerous diamond operation. Thomas and Jose face workplace chaos, criminal pressure, and choices that reach far beyond the end of a shift.
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Twelve hours earlier, the plant looked like any other Monday-morning circus. Everyone rushed toward the time clock because they had one click left before they were late. The instant they punched in, half of them slowed down like the building had filled with syrup. Supervisors barked at the people who had arrived on time, then smiled and offered kind words to the late ones moving like turtles. That was the post office: hurry up to get there, then take your time doing everything else.
A yellow sticky note waited on my timecard: COME SEE ME. It was from the one and only Mr. Rome, which meant my morning had officially gone to hell.
Excerpt from One Click. © Trinell Thomas. All rights reserved.
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