Darrell blinked and tried unsuccessfully to read the blurry numbers on his computer screen. He removed his glasses to see if they were smudged even though he’d only just cleaned them. He put them back on and shook his head. There was no hope for it. His eyes were just too damned tired. And no wonder. It was just shy of seven o’clock. He’d wanted to get this invoice in before leaving, but he just couldn’t do it anymore. He powered off his computer, stretched and yawned loud in the empty, quiet office.
As he got up from his chair, he heard a loud banging coming from down the hall. Frowning, he turned that way, peering into empty offices as he went. To his knowledge everyone else had left. He supposed it was possible the firm had a rat, which he would be speaking to the office manager tomorr
