Chapter 64

• The spacious, modern reception area was bathed in muted tones of grays and blues, adorned with minimalistic art pieces that adorned the walls.
• A wide reception desk dominated the room with a swivel chair, which was empty. Behind the desk was a large digital clock, its red digits ticking away, each second heightening Delaney's sense of urgency.
• She paced lightly on the plush carpeting, her casual footwear making barely a whisper. As seconds ticked by, Delaney's anxiety increased. The plush waiting chairs tempted her, but she remained standing.