Williams dropped me off at home the next morning. I stood on the front porch of my mother's house, watching as his car pulled off, his eyes fixed on me the whole time, while his driver steered the wheel. “Take a day off. I need you alive and well”Those were his words. Even though I had given it a fight, I didn't want the staff at Banks Holdings thinking I ran off because of the trending pictures. But Williams was right, I needed rest. Especially as I had woken up yet another morning with a banging head, and a slightly high temperature. This was the third day in a row I was waking up in the morning with my body as heavy as lead. For a moment, I held my forehead in my palm and shut my eyes while my stomach rumbled low, sending nauseous waves up to my throat. The same ugly, metallic taste on my tongue just as last night. “Okay, boss,” I had replied, accepting the kind offer. At least, this would give me enough time to do a little shopping for the upcoming TerraNova-UrbanAxis trip…
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