Chapter 13

Casey P.O.V

I reached the office building, panting heavily from having walked the last two blocks after the tense cab ride with Owen.The towering structure loomed above me, its glass façade reflecting the morning sun. I paused for a moment to catch my breath, straightening my clothes and trying to smooth out the wrinkles from my hurried sprint.

Taking a deep breath, I pushed through the revolving doors and into the lobby. The cool air conditioning was a welcome relief from the outside heat. I walked up to the reception desk, where a friendly-looking woman greeted me.

"Good morning. How can I help you?" she asked with a smile.

“I am here for an interview," I managed to say, still slightly out of breath. "My name is Casey Maxwell.”

She nodded and typed something into her computer. "Ah, yes. You're here for the position with Mr. Thompson. Please take the elevator to the top floor. You'll find another receptionist there who will assist you.”

I thanked her and made my way to the elevators,