Chapter 2~ Omega (Rough Draft)
- piercerockwellnove
- Feb 13
- 13 min read
“Here we are, sir. Please remain in the car, I’ll get your door,” the driver says as he unfolds his five-foot-ten frame from behind the wheel.
He moves briskly around the front of the SUV, fastening his jacket with a practiced flick of the hand. As he reaches for my door, his posture shifts from a relaxed lean to a sharp, upright stance that quietly demands respect. Not just professional, but almost rigid. The door swings open, and he positions himself squarely beside it, creating a barrier that shields me from passersby on the sidewalk. I step out onto the raised curb, taking a moment to straighten my tie and retuck my shirt. Catching my reflection in the tinted window, I quickly run a hand through my hair, ensuring every detail is in place.
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