Chapter 79 Chloe

• The kitchen doors loomed like a gateway to a battlefield, heavy stainless steel vibrating with the organized chaos within in the hands of chefs wielding it.
• Chloe took a steadying breath and pushed through, her brand new chef’s white sitting pretty around her body. But they nothing the whites on the flour-dusted veterans already on the line.
• The air was choked with the scent of reduced stock and burning caramel. Pots clanged, sharp commands were barked around, and the sizzle of pans was a constant drumbeat. It was a high-pressure symphony, and Chloe loved it immediately.