OASIS GROUP HEADQUARTERS
Miguel walked into his office, expecting his usual quite work space but Instead, his eyes widened at the sight of Jace, comfortably seated in his leather chair, legs crossed and a smug smile playing on his lips.
For a moment, Miguel stopped in his tracks and turned to glance back at the door, just to make sure he hadn’t accidentally walked into someone else’s office.
No, this was definitely his—the same dark wooden desk, the city skyline visible through the glass windows, the framed photos of his family on the shelves. He turned back to Jace as the irritation was already creeping into his voice.
“What is this?” Miguel demanded, his tone filled with disbelief.
Jace grinned lazily, as if this was all part of a game. “I came so we could talk, man to man. I th
