FORTY-FIVE

"LANA. . .?!"

Doris' eyes were wide, and her mouth hung open in shock. It was Brad's sister, Lana Bruce.

Lana closed the remaining distance between them. Her countenance was identical to Doris'. "Doris, What. . . what are you doing here?" She stammered.

Doris' face broke into a small smile. "Well, I just got enrolled for this class," she answered. "What are about you? What are you going here?"

Doris was most certain Lana shouldn't be here at this time. She should be at the firm, or in the court defending her client. From the little she knew about them, The Bruces were nothing but serious when it came to their field of work.

Take Brad for an example. That man was MAD when it came to work.

Lana chuckled, a little too nervously. "I'm the temporary instructor for this class!"

Doris' features froze for the second time that day. "You're what? Shouldn't you be at the Law firm? Do your family even know you're here?"

Lana scratched the back of her neck. "W