Linsy stood at the threshold of the office, her heart a tumultuous sea of conflicting emotions. The hum of the fluorescent lights above felt almost oppressive, and the air was thick with an unspoken tension. She had fulfilled Michael Helwart's wish, expecting that the act would bring him happiness or at least satisfaction. Yet, as she glanced at him, his icy demeanor suggested otherwise. Was it pride that kept him distant? Perhaps he felt she had brought up a matter that diminished his ...