Chapter 203 Happy

• Damien Shaw
• I stretch in my chair, feeling the stiffness in my shoulders pull and then release. The clock on the wall reads 9:07 p.m. Another late night. Another day closer to the conference, and still no answers. I rub a hand down my face, willing the tension in my temples to ease. It doesn’t. My desk is a mess of reports, files, and sticky notes.
• Just as I reach for my bag, the office door swings open. Gerald steps in, looking as worn as I feel.