Chapter 54

• SEAN
• I wake early, earlier than I should, before the sun has finished dragging its light across the skyline. My calendar for the day is blocked with back-to-back meetings, a string of check-ins and investor calls lined up like dominoes. I don't get up right away, but when I do, it’s to silence the buzz of my phone with one groggy swipe. If only I can sleep some more but that would just be me setting myself up for a headache.
• By the time I make it to my office, Reina’s already there. She's curled up in the oversized armchair near the window, a blanket wrapped around her shoulders, laptop balanced on her knees. She’s wearing a surgical mask and looks like death in designer loungewear. I take a double take eyeing her. She's sick and sick and she shouldn't be working.