DESMOND
Another stressful day to spend with my work, that was the first thing that came to my mind as I sauntered into my office. As I walked to the coat rack, placing my suit jacket carefully. I immediately began to waver between taking bourbon or whiskey for a starter. I stared at the files laced on my table and it came to me at that moment. Whiskey it was. I placed an order through the landline telephone before relaxing on my swivel. I glanced at the files again and somehow, I knew I wasn't mentally ready for it. Perhaps the thoughts of Maya's safety had been draining me again. I picked the iPad on my table and I started scrolling through the internet. My eyes widened immediately when I saw news related to Maya. There was always one that popped up once in a while but they were basicall
