Rafael:
Rafael's hands pressed against the floor-to-ceiling window, his breath fogging the glass as he watched the Toyota Camry twenty floors below. Even from this distance, he could see her shoulders shaking.
"s**t," he muttered, his jaw clenching.
The sight of Fiona breaking down in that pathetic car made something twist in his chest. Something he refused to acknowledge.
She was hunched over the steering wheel like the weight of the world had finally crushed her, and he was the one who had delivered the final blow.
"Boss?" Marcus's voice cut through the silence. "You've been standing there for ten minutes."
Rafael didn't turn around. "Have I?"
"Staring at the parking garage like it holds the secrets of the universe." Marcus moved closer, his footsteps muffled by the thick carp
