When You Can Walk on Water, Take the Boat - Webs

Chapter One
It was evening time. Not completely dark, but with
traces of the day still remaining. Everyone had left the office
and I was there all alone completing the few tasks that remain
at the end of any day. It is not my nature to work late, but today
was somewhat different. Mixed with a feeling of accomplishment
was the frustration and disappointment of not
having completed all I would have liked to do.
My office was at the end of the building, overlooking
the parking lot. The lot was empty save for my little car, which
appeared to be waiting so patiently. Always it seemed to be
waiting for me, never complaining, always nearby. “Time to
leave,” I thought. “I'm already late.” If there's one consolation,
it was that there wouldn't be any traffic at this hour.
Glancing through the window as I reached for my attaché
case, I noticed a blue car a few spaces removed from
mine. The hood was raised and it seemed as if someone was
trying to fix something. It wasn't unusual for cars to limp into
our parking lot with some problem or other. I descended the
stairs to the main door, set the night alarm and walked out of
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