Chapter 86

• Tyler strode into his office, his steps swift and purposeful, the faint echo of his polished shoes bouncing off the marble floors.
• His jacket hung loosely over his shoulder, and his tie was slightly askew, signaling the kind of morning he’d had.. rushed, tense, and rife with unanswered questions.
• Ben was already there, perched at the edge of one of the sleek leather chairs opposite Tyler’s desk, a stack of papers clutched in his hand.