Lucas pov
I hated Fridays. It was the only day of the week that had me stressed to the teeth.
I'd barely closed my eyes to rest from my hour long conference meeting when a knock on the door threw them open.
“Come in.” I said with a grumble. I leaned back watching as the last person I expected stepped in. It was Cily.
“Lucas,” she greeted, her voice firm. “You aske dfor.me?”
“An hour ago. I asked for you an hour ago, Cily.” I was fully alert now.
“I'd been called away by the head of HR. Apparently I did something wrong with the new recruits.” She took the seat opposite mine, but her glare was accusing. “So why did you call me?”
I allowed the silence to stretch between us, purposely ignoring her gaze.
“I asked for you because it's time to collect.” I leaned in. “It's time for that a
