Legacy
He was afraid that the door he had slammed shut had finally been locked from the other side.
"Hannah—" he started, his voice cracking.
But his desk intercom buzzed. "Mr. Cromwell, the Chairman is on line one. He sounds urgent."
The "Legacy" was calling.
Luke stood up straight, the mask slamming back into place, but it was crooked this time. He looked like he wanted to say something else, but he simply turned and walked back into his glass office.
I put my headphones back on. I didn't play music. I just sat in the silence, watching the "render" bar slowly move across the screen.
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