Bab 152: Torment

Dane

Late that night, Dane was still at his desk. On top of the usual building security team, there were men posted in the hallway, at Reception, and in the parking lot. That meant three more men who had to be out of their homes for the night because he couldn't stomach sleeping the bed that made him remember Lila. 

He hadn't even been back to the Penthouse. Was afraid if he did, he'd fall apart and not able to piece himself back together. 

Dane sighed and looked at his briefcase, at the plans he'd been making with John, and the Operation Request that Harry Quinn had submitted urgently that he'd emailed to Dane a couple hours earlier, showing APPROVED.

He swallowed. His mouth had gone dry.

Chris had come to him after the staff debrief, still frustrated with the secrecy. But Dane was unmoved.