Ruby
Oliver was standing at the door with a serious look on his face.
"Almost done. I'm just trying to round up my reading." I pointed at the folder in my hand.
"Hmm." He closed the door behind him and walked into my office, "How'd the meeting go? With the PR department?"
His tone held no tinge of warmth as he sat cross-legged on the seat in front of me, dominating the entire room with his presence.
"It went well." I focused on my reading.
"Any takeaway?" He spoke as he lifted a file off my desk and casually flipped through it.
"Yes. It's a whole bunch of mean bullshit." I sighed.
He stopped flipping through the pages and shot me a look. "What do you mean?"
"That's their line of specialty. They sounded like science geeks getting excited over a new virus or spac
