Lei Bleu made quick work of the walk from the metro to the center where she’d be doing her community service. She very aware of herself, her expensive designer sneakers, and her understated, but overpriced jewelry. This was the first time her expensive taste made her feel uncomfortable. The center was in an area she frequently avoided because she didn’t want to make herself a target.
She opened the door with apprehension, in search of someone in charge. She found Sarah Johnson with a clipboard in her hand and thick cat eyeglasses on her face.