Chapter 16 CHAPTER 16.

I stepped into the elevator like I was on my way to final judgment.

Ding.

Fifteenth floor.

When the receptionist saw me, she smiled with aggressively professional warmth.

“Miss Moreno. Your desk is ready.”

I blinked.

“My… what?”

She pointed down the hall.

“This way.”

I walked.

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