Brooks repeated the question calmly. "You came to apologize to the chairman?"
For some reason, Eric felt a creeping sense of dread, like things were about to go very wrong.
Before he could answer, Brooks nodded once and stepped aside, clearing the space in front of the desk. "Go ahead. Apologize."
Eric instinctively lifted his eyes—
Across the desk sat Selina. She was seated while he stood.
The positioning made his heart jolt. He blurted, "W-what do you mean…?"
Brooks paused, lips curling in a faintly mocking smile. "Didn't Taylor, our esteemed vice president, come here to apologize to the chairman? The chairman is right in front of you. Don't waste time."
The chairman is right in front of you.
The chairman is right in front of you!
Eric's mind finally caught up with the creeping horror.
