Jaxon

I sat at my desk at the Factory and reviewed all my holdings and information. It seemed so strange that this might be one of the last times I did this. I tried to imagine life without it, but the image was difficult.

I looked up when there was a knock on the door. Max came in. His expression looked solemn.

"What’s going on, Max?" I asked, leaning back in my chair.

"I just wanted to confirm that everything is set for the transfer. Oliver ...