Chapter #67

After battling the notorious New York traffic, I finally reached my office in the evening. The city's hustle and bustle seemed to fade as I stepped out of the cab and into the imposing office building. The moment I entered, I was struck by an unusual silence. The office was always abuzz with activity, but today, everyone was engrossed in their work, their faces reflecting a seriousness that was rare.

This was alarming. Greta's visits to the office were usually followed by a storm of chaos, with someone inevitably leaving their job in her wake. The current calm was unsettling, and it made me think of Stassie. I wondered how she was coping with her job loss. I felt a pang of worry for her, and I felt like shit that I was the reason of this.

I made my way to the elevator, pressing the button for the 14th floor. The ride was quick, the soft hum of the elevator the only sound breaking the silence. As the doors slid open, I was greeted by an unusual sight.

Half of the employees had abandone