By the time I got back to my office, my thoughts were racing. Chicago? Why mention Chicago at all unless... No. I needed facts before jumping to conclusions. I started toward the liquor cabinet but stopped myself halfway.
Instead, I called for coffee. I had just taken the first sip when another knock sounded.
“Come in.”
Liam walked inside without waiting. One glance at my face, he frowned.
“That bad?”
“You ever get the feeling the universe enjoys tormenting you?”
“All the time,” he replied immediately. “Why?”
I tossed my phone onto the desk. “Someone just told me to ask Amara about Chicago.”
His expression changed instantly. “Oh.”
I leaned against the desk. “I need you to tell me honestly if I’m losing perspective here.”
“That depends.”
“On?”
“Are you asking as a CEO or as a ma
