Jobs.

    Women.Advertisement

    Jobs for women.

    A job for a woman.

    No. No. No. No. No. No!

    I only distantly heard the laughter of the policemen. Most of my attention was focused on the seething volcano of ice-cold rage that was rising inside me. Taking a deep breath, I met the girl’s eyes. She met my gaze head-on, not looking away, not even blinking. Other people had died at my hand for the kind of defiance I saw in her eyes right then.

    A woman.

    A job for a woman.

    But she wouldn’t really…!

    Paralyzed, I watched the policemen drag her away. Just before they pulled her around the corner, she turned her head back towards me and, grinning in a way that made me want to strangle someone, shouted:

    ‘Looking forward to seeing you at work on Monday, Sir!’

    She wouldn’t! Would she?

    THE BEGINNING…