Chapter 28: Spectra
As it turned out, Ethan and Google weren’t the only ones keeping busy.
Near Tech Square in Midtown Atlanta, Isabela’s bus had just reached its destination.
The commercial vehicle hissed to a stop along Peachtree Street, its brakes squealing loud enough to snap Isabela out of her thoughts.
She rose from her seat, adjusting the strap of her slim backpack as the automated voice announced:
"Tech Square. Next stop, Fifth Street."
The doors hissed open, allowing the passengers, which included Isabela, out.
Isabela stepped off the bus and into the mild buzz of Midtown’s morning flow, she was faced with workers in neat suits and students making their way towards different destinations.
Glass buildings loomed all around her, their shadows cast across the sidewalks. Unlike most of the other passengers, she wasn’t here for work.
Well, not exactly.
She tugged her black blouse down absently, already regretting the choice. It wasn’t uncomfortable, per se, but it didn’t match her vibe. She’d worn it to play the part of an intern heading to some office job. But now that the bus ride was over, the act was too.
With a quick glance over her shoulder, Isabela made her way down a narrow alley tucked between a Korean noodle bar and a boutique clothing shop.