Chapter Four
I went to work the next morning expecting to be back to normal, business as usual. Maybe not fully, but close. I knew there would likely be a few more cancellations of events, but I was cautiously optimistic it would be slowing. I dressed with care, as if that would make a difference how the day would go. I wore teal slacks with a matching lightweight suede blazer, dove gray blouse, quarter inch wide gold snake chain necklace, and button gold earrings.
I placed the key into my office door lock, thinking only of the day ahead. When a voice, seemingly right next to my ear, boomed.
“Ms. LaMere, I need a few minutes of your time.”
I jumped, not out of my skin but darn close. With hand to heart and my blood racing, I gradually turned. The same slow turn the heroine does
