David got ready for work the way he always did careful not to change the routine he normally followed. He had spent the last month carefully planning for this night and he didn't want to mess it up. Leaving his bedroom he went to check on his seventeen-year-old daughter Becky. She had come to live with him for the summer and spent most of her days at the beach. Now she would be leaving in a little over a week to go back home and back to high school.
"Hi," he said as he walked into the Den. Becky was sitting in his recliner watching television and was wearing a nightshirt.
"Hi, Dad you leaving soon?" she asked.
"Yes, I just have to make my lunch. Do you want me to get you something?" he asked. He had been sure to ask her the same question every night before he went to work so she expected his request. He waited expectantly for her answer.
"Sure, could you bring me back some orange juice," she replied.
He was overjoyed. He had hoped for just that answer. "Sure," he replied as her left the Den. He went to the kitchen and put together his lunch. With that out of the way he poured a glass of orange juice. Reaching into his pocked he took out a packed of power. He had crushed up some drugs earlier in the day preparing for tonight. He emptied the packet into the glass and stirred it in. He was pleased when no trace was left. Checking his watch he saw that it was almost 10:30 and time for him to leave for work. Grabbing his lunch and the glass he went back to the Den. He handed the glass to Becky. "Here you go. Don't stay up too late."
"I'll be going to bed after this movie is over. Don't work too hard," Becky replied.
David watched as his daughter took a drink from the glass. She didn't show any sign of noticing the drugs and he was thrilled. Turning he left the Den and went to the front door. He was sure to lock the door behind him when he left.
The drive to work was about ten minutes and he clocked in. Second shift was winding down and he went to the maintenance area to check in with Frank, the second shift maintenance man. "Hi, Frank anything major happening?" David asked as he approached the desk where Frank was busy reading a novel.
Looking up from his book Frank said, "No, all the machines are running fine just the regular maintenance tonight."
David nodded and he went over to the maintenance board. Unless one of the production machines had broken down there wasn't usually that much to do. He had already done all the routine maintenance that was scheduled for tonight just in case he had to work on one of the production machines. Leaving the maintenance area he went out on the production floor. The production workers were busy shutting down the lines and cleaning up.
"Hey Betty, any problems?" he called out.
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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