Chapter 264

• “I hope I don’t have to mop those floors,” I mutter to myself, earning a giggle from Penny.
• We make our way to the reception desk, which is so large, I could probably hide behind it if I wanted to. The woman behind it—young, with perfectly styled blond hair and a smile so bright that it’s probably fake—looks up as we approach. She’s wearing a fitted black suit, the kind that screamsI’m important, and her eyes flicker with mild curiosity as she takes us in.
• I glance around, feeling the eyes of some passing employees on us. Great, first day, and I’m already the spectacle. I force myself to focus on what matters. This is a job. A paycheck. A way to make sure Penny and I aren’t relying on Damien for every little thing.