I want to say something to her, but I still can't speak, so I swallow hard and nod.
She gives me a warm smile. “Kevin Walters is here. Are you ready for him now?”
I nod slowly. “Okay,” I say, doing my best to pull myself together.
“I'll put him in the large conference room,” she says, and disappears down the hall. I force myself to stand and walk down the hall to the conference room. I walk through the door, and Kevin stands and reaches out a hand. His eyes are deeply pained as he looks into mine. The reflection of my sorrow is painful to see in his eyes. I shake his hand while I search for words, but I can't find any. Nothing will come out of my mouth at all.
Walters says, “Scott, we can end all this. This has cost you far more than I could ever have imagined, and I never would have …
