daily – 56

I almost trip myself down the stairs headfirst, but manage to keep upright enough to slam into the front door. The officer’s silhouette backs up abruptly.

“Mr. Nemmons!”

“Sorry!” I right myself and stab the code into the bright security pad and press my thumb against the sensor. “I tripped!” I try to force my breath back to normal as I pull at the doorknob. “I just-”

I pull myself off-balance as the door doesn’t stays firmly shut. I jerk and yank again, but the knob doesn’t even turn.

A glance at the security pad and everything looks green. It should be open. I try the handle again like an idiot pressing the elevator button over and over. It should be open.