But then, mid-sentence, Dashiell's expression shifted, the playfulness fading from his face. He leaned forward slightly, his voice lowering as he began to talk about the project. "Trisha, we need to be prepared for what's coming next," he said, his eyes intent on hers. "There's more happening behind the scenes than I initially thought. This project has bigger obstacles than any of us expected."
The sudden change in his tone caught her off guard, and she sat up a bit straighter. The relaxed atmosphere faded as she listened closely, sensing that Dashiell had something serious weighing on his mind.
"I've seen things that have worried me," he continued. "I haven't brought it up to the higher-ups, because I don't want to make waves unless necessary. But the truth is, we may have a problem on our hands. A very big one."
Her brows furrowed. "What kind of problem?"
