ASHER
I remain frozen behind my desk; my phone still pressed against my ear like I somehow expect Ashton to say he got it wrong.
Brett Rollins had been at Dean Sawyer's office???
The image alone unsettles something ugly inside me. Father's black sedan rolling out of the driveway of the man who has spent years despising him. The same man now claiming to be our biological father. Both men who are meant to be preparing for a family meeting that is supposed to expose every rotten truth behind our lives.
And they are meeting in secret???
I rise so abruptly my chair rolls backward.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office, the city gleams beneath the afternoon haze. Traffic crawls as the noise of the boisterous city cut through the skyline. Rollins Headquarters towers above everything like it owns the world.
Usually, that sight calms me. Today, it feels like I am standing on top of a very expensive lie.
