Drake Johnson (POV)
I went to the city office today to catch up on some work. Peter rode in with me as he had more ideas for the marketing department. I am glad to have him on my team. This man is gifted with ideas. As I parked in the parking garage, and we stepped out of the car, I got a strong feeling we were being watched. I sniffed the air and didn’t smell anything different. I just can’t shake the feeling, even though looking around, I see nothing. I locked up the car and Peter and I walked into the garage elevator that took me to my floor, bypassing the lobby.
Once we got up to my floor, Peter and I parted ways as he headed toward his office and I toward mine. I pass my secretary and on into my office and sit behind my desk.
My secretary knocked and walked in, handed me my messa
