“Miss Smith! Miss Smith! Miss Smith, are you okay?”

Carmen heard a husky voice say. Then her gaze swayed away from the window and focused on the faces of those seated around the huge conference table.

“Can you repeat yourself, Mr. Dubois?” Carmen said with a false smile on her lips while she avoided eye contact with the others.

“Pardon me, Miss Smith. But this is the sixth time that we have lost your attention since this meeting began. If you are not feeling well, we can reschedule this gathering.” Mr. Dubois intoned while questionably staring at Carmen.

“There's no need for a reschedule.”

“If you say so. As I...