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Chapter 3
Chapter 3 Dana Sanderson took a deep breath, made sure a relatively friendly smile was firmly on her face, and pushed open the door to the IT department at Gossalor Insurance Group. Just as she expected even after a year away from this part of her old office, not a thing had changed. The same barely there lighting, with all the glaring overhead fluorescent lights turned off. Not quite enough desk lamps combined with the ghostly blue and green monitor glow to illuminate the compact warren of dark gray cubicles. The same freezing cold and painfully dry air, surely more than required to keep any number of servers from overheating. The same clash of different music coming from two, no, three different areas. Dana’s uncharitable side (which enjoyed working from home and traveling more than
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