(Brad)
I was in the middle of a meeting when it happened.
We were in the main conference room, six of us around the table going through a logistics review that had already run twenty minutes over schedule. My manager Derek was at the head of the table and two of the regional coordinators were on a video call from the screen on the wall. It was the kind of meeting that required just enough attention to keep you in it but not enough to make you forget everything else sitting on your mind.
I had a lot sitting on my mind.
The door opened.
One of the front desk staff, a young woman named Priya, came in looking slightly uncomfortable. She scanned the room and found me and walked over and said quietly that there was someone at reception asking for me by name. She said it was important.
Dere
