Out in the cubes, competition for choice real estate was just shy of a bloodbath. Byron was lucky in that he had been assigned one in the corner early on in his career, tucked out of sight so that he could thumb digitspool as he pleased. But Byron could sense the hungry eyes of his coworkers on his back as he walked down the accessway each morning.
His coworker's cube was decorated with company approved slogans like
Byron couldn't help but feel that his own dreams had died many years ago. If only he hadn't dropped the ball on the Santos case.