Strangled Air

“We need to talk,” Eleanor said the moment she stepped into Dom’s office, her voice tight and serious.

Dom looked up from his laptop, brows drawn together.

“Mom?”

“Stop whatever you’re doing, Dominic. We need to talk.”

He sighed, leaning back in his chair. “Mom, I’m sure this can wait. I have an important meeting in the next thirty minutes.”

“Your meeting can wait, but this can’t.”

The tone in her