Miguel heard a knock on his office door. Without taking his eyes off his computer screen, he said, "Come in."
The door creaked open, and he glanced up briefly, his eyebrows lifting slightly when he saw Laura standing there. His expression remained calm, neutral. He leaned back slightly in his chair, waiting for her to speak.
Laura hesitated at the threshold, gripping the strap of her purse as if grounding herself. She hadn't even been to her own office to drop her purse since she arrived, she was coming straight from Elizabeth's office.
She looked uncertain, almost as if she was debating whether to step forward or turn back.
"I’m sorry for just showing up like this," she finally said. Her voice was quiet but firm. "I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t important."
Miguel knew that, because
