Calculated Descent

Leona walked to the balcony window and unlocked it slowly. The afternoon air of Crest rushed in immediately—colder than she expected, carrying the scent of the city and the faint smell of exhaust.

Leona looked down.

The 28th floor.

The distance from her balcony to the one directly below—the 27th floor—was far enough to make most people step back. The side of this hotel building was not a flat wall