OASIS GROUP HEADQUARTERS
Elizabeth stood on the steps of Oasis Group headquarters, taking in the activity around her. The sound of machinery and clatter of tools filled the air as workers repaired the parking lot and security house damaged in the recent bomb explosion.
Her first visit since the attack was a reminder of the danger Miguel had faced and survived. She didn't know whether to be worried or grateful.
“Elizabeth!” a familiar voice called.
She turned to see Iris walking toward her, a warm smile lighting up her face.
“Iris,” Elizabeth replied, matching her smile.
“You're back! How’s Miguel?” Iris asked, her tone filled with concern.
Elizabeth’s expression softened. “He’s doing much better. He’s responding well to treatment, and the doctors are optimistic. He’ll be back on
