Brie's POV
Zane called me to his office, a summoning I did not expect but responded to quickly. From the moment I walked in I could feel his gaze heavy on me.
He pushed aside the files that needed his urgent attention. They formed a small hill beside him on his mahogany desk as he placed his arms on the desk in question and gestured for me to sit down.
The air seems uncomfortable for some reason. Or was I just the one imagining it to be so? I couldn't be sure anymore. I had eye bags from late-nights mulling over all the old evidence.
During those nights the only thing I had by my side was a beautiful cup of coffee and eyes sagging from lack of sleep as artificial light continued to burn into them while I neglected slumber.
“I've noticed that you look really tired these days Brie are
