189

Damien 189.

I sat in my office, staring blankly at the computer screen, the cursor blinking mockingly as if taunting me with my own indecision. Camilla's words echoed in my mind, her insistent demand for me to attend the meeting with Senator Kelly ringing in my ears like a relentless drumbeat.

I had never been one to trust politicians, and for good reason. In my line of work, corruption ran rampant, and those in power often wielded it like a weapon, using their influence to further their own agendas at the expense of the innocent.

But Camilla was relentless in her pursuit, her persuasive arguments leaving me with little choice but to acquiesce to her demands. She had a way of twisting words, of painting a picture so compelling that it was almost impossible to resist.

With a heavy sigh, I pushed back from my desk and rose to my feet, the weight of Camilla's expectations heavy on my shoulders. Despite my misgivings, I knew that I had to tread carefully, to play