Chapter 6
The address Glory Lane Enterprises had given Dana turned out to be an ordinary office set into an old brick building. It looked like maybe half the spaces had been cleaned up and were in use, but the rest were dark and dusty.
A glass door painted with holly leaves and candy canes opened on a basic tan reception area that reminded Dana of the get-your-act-together-or-else facilities she’d visited as a teenager.
The ones that had only been a preview of the much larger, much stricter facilities she would have ended up in as an adult if she hadn’t turned her life around.
Plain metal desk, beat up wooden chair behind it, two in front. Filing cabinets and a coat rack, and not much else. A rattling miniature refrigerator on the floor. Dana tried not to wrinkle her nose at the stink
