Chapter 3

The workday dragged on like an eternity. For eight grueling hours, Erick had sat at his desk, pretending to audit digital logs while his thoughts spun in circles around the violet-eyed entity waiting in his living room. The moment five o’clock hit, Erick practically sprinted out of the office. He didn’t stop for groceries, didn’t respond to Robert’s invitation for an after-work beer, and drove…