Lily's point of view

The tense atmosphere in the room was oppressive.

I sat at the long, shiny table in the conference room at Grayson Logistics, trying to look calm in spite of the storm that was screaming inside of me. An uncomfortable view of the busy office beyond was made possible by the glass lining the walls. Without realizing the struggle of wills taking place in this fishbowl of a chamber, the workers outside moved with smooth charisma.

The CEO of Grayson Logistics, Richard Grayson, was sitting across from me, leaning back in his leather chair with a smug air of dominance. His salt-and-pepper hair was perfectly styled, and...