DAMIEN
I stood there, staring at Victor as he spoke, trying to keep my focus. But no matter how hard I tried, my gaze drifted toward Dorf. I couldn’t help it.
Tagoe had called me this morning, informing me that Victor needed to see me. Of course, I agreed to come because I saw it as a way to keep a closer eye on Dorf.
“Are you even listening?” Victor’s voice suddenly snapped me out of my thoughts. I blinked, realizing I had zoned out.
“I’m listening,” I replied, even though my mind was far from him.
Victor frowned, clearly not convinced.
“No, you’re not. I can tell when you’re not paying attention.” His voice grew more heated. “I need you to understand how important this campaign is. I want you there, and I want you to be fully present. What I’m telling you is critical. It entails e
