CALHOUN
"What's the doctor saying about her now?" I ask Joshua, my right-hand man, without looking up from the stack of documents spread across my desk.
"We do not know for a fact yet, sir, but right now things aren't looking good," he replies.
I sigh and lean back in my chair.
"Alright. Start preparing everything and inform her father about the impending doom."
Joshua hesitates for a second before nodding.
"Okay, sir."
He turns to leave.
"Send Jane in on your way out."
"Yes, sir."
The door closes behind him, leaving me alone with the silence.
My attention returns to the documents in front of me.
There is too much work waiting to be done.
Too much responsibility.
Too much pressure.
Nearly a week has passed, and we have made absolutely no progress regarding who poisoned Valer
