Chapter 42

Ginger Wainwright, back from her Jamaica vacation, was prowling the cramped corridors of Temp Zone with renewed vigor. Despite the frigid temperature, she had yet to abandon her island wear. She was flaunting a too-revealing orange tank top that managed to clash with both her tan and her chemically-induced red hair, and she had brought along matching flip flops, which, in a reverse from summer practice, she changed into after she got to the office. James found himself wishing he'd chosen last night for his relapse so he could have postponed having to deal with her for one more day. On the other hand, Ginger never took kindly to unexplained absences, and there was no point in prolonging the inevitable.