It was already a quarter past ten in the evening when Damien reached the top floor of the main office. He had drunk so much so that his vision became blurry. However, he was still able to walk somewhat straight despite his mind becoming muddled. With both of his hands in his pockets, he stepped out of the elevator and leisurely walked towards his office.
Before he could reach his door, something caught his attention on the right. He turned his head towards the empty hall and squinted his eyes as though he was trying to observe something but unfortunately found nothing. The hallway leading to the stairwell was too dark and quiet. After a few seconds, he turned around and headed towards his door.
As soon as he disappeared inside his office and the door had closed, Katherine sunk on the floor while clutching her chest. She feared that her heart was going to burst out of her soon with the way it was pounding inside her.
What was she doing there in the first place?
