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…