DESMOND
As I flipped to the next page of a file in my hands it dawned on me that today, few of my employees reported to work. I gave the file a skeptical look for a split moment before heading for the glass of bourbon on my desk. And then it dawned on me that Christmas was coming in four days' time. I heaved a light sigh and I smiled to myself. Two months had passed since Maya's incident and all I've been doing was burying myself into work and drinking. It was the quickest way to escape from my ugly reality. I heaved a light sigh while I dropped the file, focusing squarely on my drink. A lot of things had also happened since then. The news about Maya although it took a while, it was finally fading off. And then came the news of me separating from the Hunters Family. My hotels had faced se
