Chapter 65

Lucas’s POV

I pushed open the heavy glass door to my office, and the familiar scent of polished wood and fresh coffee greeted me.

The air-conditioning was set to a crisp, biting cold that usually helped clear my head.

Graham was right behind me, clutching his tablet and reciting my schedule like he was reading from a teleprompter.

He didn’t even look up to see where he was going; he just kept talk