Chapter Forty-two
| SAME DAY, LUNCH TIME |
•BRIANNA•
After wrapping up a pile of files Mr. Adrian had handed me, a yawn escaped my mouth, and right on cue, my stomach grumbled loudly. I patted it, murmuring with a playful grin, “Don’t worry, dear stomach. Food’s on the way.” The scene must’ve looked ridiculous—me, standing alone in an empty office, talking to my own stomach. I laughed, shaking my head.
“Is it lunchtime yet?” I wondered aloud. Glancing at the wall clock, I saw that I was already five minutes behind.
Gathering up the files, I made my way to Mr. Adrian’s office. I knocked, and he called out for me to come in. He wasn’t at his desk when I entered. Instead, he was standing by one of the massive glass walls, looking down at the city below. Something about the way he stared
