Roderick stood in his office, gazing out the floor-to-ceiling window as the city skyline stretched before him, shimmering under the afternoon light. With one hand in his pocket, he brought his phone to his ear with the other.
"Yes, Rick?" Ivy's voice came through. In her office, she gently waved off her assistant. "I just got back from a meeting," she added, kicking off her heels under the desk.
There was a long pause on the other end.
"Rick?" she asked with concern. "Why are you quiet? Is everything okay?"
"I'm fine," Roderick replied eventually, pressing two fingers to the spot between his brows, as if trying to rub away the tension building there. "I'm going to meet Orabela. Thought I should let you know."
"Why?" Ivy asked softly.
