Shattered Wings

Conrad stared at the ended call, something unreadable flickering in his eyes before he gave a curt nod. "Alright, let's go." He helped steady Cleo, his voice laced with concern. "How's the headache? You doing okay?"

"I'm fine. Took some painkillers."

They got into the car, his assistant again behind the wheel. Cleo's phone was off now. She leaned back against the seat, her shirt still stained with