Sonia's car pulled up at the penthouse just as the skylight was beginning to dip into the horizon.
"We are home." The driver said gently, and slowly she opened her eyes, which swept around the area quickly.
"Ohh!" She muttered as the understanding dawned on her.
She had thought it would just be a simple meeting with Rita, but one thing had led to the other, and before long she found herself immersed in work.
"Thanks," she said softly as the driver pulled the door open and she stepped out.
The driver went to the car trunk and brought out a box; Sonia had every file Rita had brought over packed into a box.
She had to attend to them, set a few things right, and probably hand them over to Rita later.
"Let's go up." The driver said. At a glance, he could tell she was tired, but just as they arrived at the elevator.
Sonia stretched her hand out to him. "Let me take it from here," she said.
"It's no trouble, I can help with this little." The driver insisted.
