Chapter 1Ignacio’s hands fidgeted above the keyboard, fingers typing phantom sentences that never made it to the screen.
It is with great sadness that I tender my resignation to the CXO, but circumstances…He frowned, nose twitching, hands freezing a moment over the keys before once more taking up their dance.
When I joined the CXO, it was to make a difference. But a difference from behind the safety of a desk. I must therefore regretfully…He bit his lower lip, imagined the look on Mama Tasha’s face at seeing him on her doorstep, suitcase in hand. That understanding, that love, but also that disappointment.
Why the f**k can’t you just put someone else on this damn case. I do not do fieldwork! His finger accidentally tapped the keys on the last character, and a lone exclamation point appe
