Chapter 75 Tides Turning

Christian The city lights blurred past me as Derrick sped through the streets; the tension inside the car was so thick that it could choke a man. I leaned my head back against the seat, feeling the pulse of my temples throb with a slow, heavy beat. It had been another long day at the office — meetings stacked on meetings, reports that needed approval — but no matter how many deals I closed or contracts I signed, the gnawing emptiness inside me never seemed to shrink.