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I caught sight of Maxwell’s shocked face. “But sir—”
“Tomorrow, we’re meeting with the Chief Military Officer.”
I watched them all file out of the room until it was just me.
Almost immediately, I sank into the chair, staring at the empty cups of coffee. I couldn’t let them spend more time here. They had families, and some had children… just like I had Sophie.
A few more minutes passed as I stared at the empty projector screen, racking my brain on the root cause of the issue.
When my head came blank, I knew I needed a break too.
After taking the flash drive, I exited the room and made my way to my car.
I climbed in, exhausted, ignited the engine and revved out of the lot. In moments like this, when I needed serenity, I preferred to drive myself instead of having my driver, Lewis, pick me up.
The houses blurred past me as I pressed the accelerator. My head was still blank, but this time, it was intentional. I didn't want to think about the project just for a brief moment.
I liked this ambiance— whatever it was. The lights, the speed, the emptiness.
I rarely got this. Some quiet in my head. If I wasn’t thinking about the company, it was about Sophie.
It was one of those two. No, it used to be one of those two. Now there was a third one, her.
Expectedly, my thoughts brought images of her in the barely-there nighties and my now rising boner.
It was how it'd been for the past week. It was the same routine. One second I was thinking about her, the next, I was reprimanding myself for ever thinking such.
I knew it'd be hard living with her, but I didn't know it would be this hard getting her out of my head.
Fuck. I needed to constantly remind myself to establish the line.
I needed to establish the line of professionalism… For myself. For the sake of James and I’s friendship.
Slowly, I tugged my mind back to the pressing issue. After a cold shower, I would run through the codes again. I’d do whatever it took. Whatever.
After what seemed to be hours but was only forty minutes, I arrived at my mansion. Without wasting time, I ascended the stairs and headed to Sophie’s room. Nudging the door carefully, I opened it.
It was past eleven, and I knew she wouldn't be awake. Still, I stared at her. It didn't matter how much I placated myself. I couldn't help my worries. The what ifs.
It was the second year since the accident and Sophie still showed no sign of improvement.
The thought that my daughter may remain this way for the rest of her life was devastating. I tried not to think about it, but sometimes I couldn't help it.
Like tonight. Would I ever have my daughter back?
As usual, hope was the only response I had. So, with that, I left the room. When I reached outside, I paused for a moment. Then looked in a particular direction.
I didn't know what— who— I was looking for. Or maybe I did. I didn't know what I expected staring at her door but—
No.
All I had to do tonight was take a shower and fix the error.
It could have been an error that occurred while we were trying to improve reconnaissance. That was the last issue we tried to fix.
We also tried to sharpen the vision and smoothen its maneuvering ability. It could have been during the editing the codes that–
A loud thud followed by a soft nudge on my chest forced me to reality. I traced the scent of orange bloom to the nanny sitting on the floor before me. Her creamy thighs were on display while her hand was raised to her head.
