Chapter 8
~ Hailey ~
Twenty minutes crawled by. The sounds from the CEO's office eventually quieted, but I could still feel the tension radiating from behind that door like heat from a furnace.
The elevator chimed.
Derek stepped out, looking harried and nervous. His eyes found me immediately. "Hailey. Good, you're here." He glanced toward the CEO's office. "Has he..."
"I haven't gone in yet," I said quickly. "I think he's on an important call."
Derek's face tightened. "Right. Okay. Listen, I need you to get me a coffee. Black, two sugars. There should be a dispenser somewhere on this floor."
I blinked. "Coffee?"
"Yes. Coffee. I need to be alert for this." He was already pulling out his tablet, scrolling through something. "Go."
I stood, biting back about a dozen responses.
