Chapter Twenty-Four

Maddison sat at a corner table in the break room of the Braccio Accounting Firm with her handbag on the table and a second bag on the floor next to her. The lunch she had prepared the previous day was in the second bag. She was in no mood to brave the elements today in search of food. She actually enjoyed cooking every now and then. Maddison believed that any person that took their physical appearance and health seriously needed to know about prepare their own meals.