Chapter 7 is up
Sally woke up on the floor of her office. Peering through squinting eyelids she considered the daylight streaming in the window and deemed it the worst sunlight she'd ever encountered. She moaned and turned her head away from the window. A thin man in a dark suit sat in the swivel chair. One hand was atop the other and the word, "hat" was written across the fingers. She moaned with a question mark at the end of the moan.