Adelaide
Coughing, I got out of the elevator and walked to Rowan's office as I tried to breathe heavily through my mouth.
I had spent a week and a weekend of hell, holed up at home struggling with that stupid flu; my only consolation was Mandy, who now and then appeared and prepared the broth for me.
I had spent my days on the couch, wrapped in a blanket, sleeping or trying to watch some TV.
I had to admit that I wasn't well yet; I still felt numb and lacking strength, but I had plans to finish. The Campbell hotel was about to close, the offices of Black Industries were in the works, I couldn't leave my job in the hands of my boss.
I walked into the office and frowned when I noticed it was empty.
Rowan was usually never late for work.
Even if I didn't know how to deal with him yet,
