Richard

I walked into my private office with Ray trailing behind me. Dropping into the chair behind my large wooden desk, I propped my feet up on the table. The files I needed to sign were spread neatly across the surface, but my attention wasn’t on them.

Ray stood across from me, watching closely, his expression tight. I could feel the weight of his questions, his confusion, and his quiet disapproval. From the moment he stepped into my room, I knew he wouldn’t stay silent about what he had ...