ATI Teas Reading Practice (FB Group) Part 1

Shia looked up from his monitor, rubbed his eyes and stared down the dark hallway toward the CFOs office. He was certain a sound had come from behind the closed door. It was a heavy thump, like someone had a dropper a bowling ball. There shouldn't be anyone else here at this house, Shia thought to himself as he looked at his watch. The only illumination came from Shia's computer monitor. His office was on the thirteen floor, far too high to get much more than a faint glow from the street lights below. Shia slowly stood up before reaching down to turn off the computer screen, hoping to hide in the darkness. He considered turning on his phone's flashlight, but his thoughts were cut short by a loud crach followed by the unmistaken tinkling of shattered glass. Shia froze, as if he were caught by the gaze of Medusa. The initial doubt that he would actually find someone snooping around the CFOs office had turned to an icy fear that gripped his lungs and would not let him breathe. His heart was pounding loudly in his ears; he knew whoever was in his boss's office must be able to hear it.