Chapter Fifteen
Pushing open the glass door, Faith stepped into the lobby. It was the same as pretty much every public government building: polished floors; the cool, sanitary smell of circulated air; blah-white walls; and the ceiling lights a staccato line of halogen bars. In this case, however, many of the lights were burned out, leaving entire corridors dim or even dark.
All the windows she passed, where normally a person would be behind the glass with a speaker inserted for the two parties on either side to hear each other, were closed, metal shutters pulled down in front of them. She followed the signs on the wall that finally led her to the part of the multi-purpose building where the mayor’s office was.
Making her way up to the second floor via a wide set of stairs, she headed do
