Alexander
I didn't sleep… And when I finally closed my eyes, I dreamt of that boardroom.
Clara staring at me from across the table, Hale avoiding defending me. Those damned documents projected in front of everyone like a death sentence.
I opened my eyes with a start, the darkness of my apartment silently greeting me. I ran a hand over my face and slowly sat up in bed; it was 4:17 in the morning.
Shit, I can't go on like this…
I sighed and sat for a few seconds, staring at the city through the windows. New York was still alive, and I… And I felt like everything was starting to crumble beneath my feet.
I stood up and walked to the minibar, poured whiskey… A lot of whiskey.
I took a long swig as my mind kept returning to the same thought. The external investigation, that was wha
