Trekked.

Chapter Eleven.

Diana's POV.

I paced around the room while I tried to think straight.

"How did the file get to disappear from this place?" I hit my head in annoyance. How could I even bring myself to tell them that the files were missing.

I continued to bite my fingers out of nervousness.

I heard the creaking sound of the door which interrupted me from my thoughts. I wondered who was coming inside. It was Ryan, and he looked so furious.

His hands were right inside his pocket, and that was one of the way to figure out if he was angry.

"I'm sorry. I can't find the documents. I saved them." He didn't even let me complete my sentence before he interrupted me.

"Do you think I care about that? Why do you always mess things up? You always do that every time. Do you know how much this will cost me to fix?" He raised his voice at me, making me cover my face out of fear.

He turned his back at me wanting to control his anger.

"Someone is doing this intentionally. You have known me for a few