Leila limped back to her apartment, thankful it wasn't far from the police station. She poured herself a glass of water upon walking in, savoring the coolness as she leaned against the kitchen counter. Afterward, she swayed into her bedroom and collapsed onto her bed, her body sinking into the mattress. She sighed contentedly, pulling the blanket over herself, and within minutes, she drifted into sleep, a peaceful smile playing on her lips.
****
Inside the CEO's office.
Ramon's face was a mask of fury, his usually calm demeanor replaced by a stormy expression. His knuckles whitened as he gripped the edge of the desk, veins pulsing visibly on his neck. Across from him, James stood with his shoulders squared, meeting Ramon's glare without flinching.
