Chapter 0682

Finally, Tim let out a long sigh. "You know I'll have to look into this," he said. "I can't just take your story at face value, Enzo. And without proof..."

I studied my hands, unable to meet his pained gaze. This was just as bad as I had imagined.

"I know," I finally said. "And I don't blame you for not believing me."

"Look at me, Enzo,"

I forced myself to comply. Tim's eyes bored intensely into mine. "I want to believe you. And if this is truly what happened, I'm so very sorry."

Profound relief washed over me at his words. He wasn't being unreasonable, at least. That was all I had really hoped for.

temples, staring vacantly at the paperwork on his desk. "Thank you for sharing your story," he said

picking my bag up off of the floor. My decision had already been made; I had told my story, and I was done

entire experience had just taught me that for now, my place was at home in Mountainview, with my pregnant wife. The broad strides in my career could wait until

goodbye, Tim," I said stiffly, "I can't continue to work in an environment with someone like

profound sorrow etched across his features. It was clear that he didn't want me to go, but neither of us had much of a choice. He stood, extending

sorry to see you go, Enzo," he said. "You could have been

eyes and shook his hand. "Thank you, Tim.

and walked away from the future of

made it back to the hotel. The day already felt endless, and now I was stuck here in this city, just yearning for home. I needed a stiff drink and some time

hotel bar sat nearly empty save a few other

Perfect.

settled onto the barstool furthest from the entrance and ordered a double bourbon, neat. The bartender placed the glass down without a word. I swirled the caramel liquid around in the glass, then

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