Marietta
A.A. Aerospace Industries
It was a bold one. I can't believe I am here at Galen's office.
He was right; I care too much. Well, watching him writhe in pain and not knowing what to do was scary. I got off the Uber I purchased; I had barely half an hour to make it on time for the test. I rushed to the reception area. Heading towards the desk.
“Hi,” I said breathlessly. I leaned on the desk to catch my breath. I was drenched in sweat, ignoring the stares the receptionist gave me.
“Can I speak to Mr. Galen Albert? It's urgent. Just give him the phone, and he'll recognise that's me instantly.”
The woman with a blond, tight, low bun regarded me for a second.
I wasn't probably dressed like people who visited him.
“I am sorry, miss; that won't be possible. Do you have a scheduled a
