Chapter 5

I didn't have a penny to my name, so to keep from ending up on the streets, I hit the ground running looking for work. I finally landed a job as a hotel housekeeper. The pay was peanuts, but it came with room and board, which, for someone in my position, was a godsend.

The supervisor was a sleazy, beer-bellied man named Frank Doyle. His idea of a good time was making life a living hell for the staff—and he had a special target on my back since I was the new girl.

One day, while I was scrubbing a…