Lucy walked slowly up the narrow staircase to the VIP area, her fingers brushing the smooth railing as if it could steady her.
The hallway was dim, shadows stretching over the walls from the low golden lights. Her heels clicked softly against the polished wood, each step sounding too loud in the quiet space. She wasn’t sure why Barry had sent for her. That alone was enough to make her stomach twist.
At the top of the stairs, she paused, smoothing down her clothe with slightly shaky hands before making her way to the double doors that led to his office. She knocked once, lightly, then waited.
A deep voice came from inside.
“Come in.”
Her hand gripped the cool metal handle before she pushed the door open.
Barry was at his desk, leaning back slightly in his chair. His arms were stretch
