As was their policy, the building management encouraged individual companies to modify their offices, an offer eagerly accepted by the accounting firm of Paul McGill on the forty-third floor. The northern half of the floor remained unchanged with the reception area, the conference room, executive and internal offices intact. But ten years before, Paul McGill ordered the other side -- just beyond the kitchenette, virtually gutted leaving only one office and a large room filled with crowded desks, equipment and busy employees.

Twenty-year-old Jenna Swenson casually poked her head into the only remaining office on the southern half of the floor, "Hey boss, did you hear that Prophet guy on KMPR last night?"

Seely Ross waved her in. Two blue lounge chairs faced her desk and all three walls were lined with matching oak bookshelves and cabinets. Seated behind a large oak desk, she kept her eyes on her computer spreadsheet, "Uh huh. Pity he didn't say when, we could all take the day off."

"No kidding." Jenna leisurely walked to the huge, blue tinted windows. Forty-three floors up and facing east, the panoramic view included the University of Washington Campus to the north with Lake Washington, Mercer Island and the city of Bellevue straight ahead. To the south, she could see the I-5 freeway "S" curves, Boeing Field and the Cascade Mountains. Suddenly, Jenna's eyes lit up, "Oh look, the mountain is out."