"Mr. Hayes, Mr. Hayes! We've found her! We've found Mrs. Hayes!"
Six months later, the assistant rushed into the CEO's office, his excitement met by a sudden flash of light in Victor's eyes.
"According to the flight manifests, Mrs. Hayes boarded an international flight six months ago. Her destination was war-torn Centralis. She is currently working at the Amaylon Refugee Camp as a doctor with Doctors Without Borders."
The moment he heard she was in Centralis, Victor shot to his feet.
It was far too dangerous there. One careless moment could mean a stray piece of shrapnel, and even if one survived the violence, disease and plague followed like shadows of death. No. He couldn't let her stay in such a godforsaken place!
"Book me the earliest flight possible. I'm bringing her home!"
Vict
