Hundred and nine

Zeke's POV

The day had been long, filled with worry and exhaustion. Kamille had barely slept the previous night, and today had been no better. Her friends and I stayed with her, trying to provide comfort and support. I could see the strain on her face, the deep circles under her eyes, and the constant worry etched in every line.

As the evening approached, I stepped out onto the balcony, needing a moment to clear my head. I pulled out my phone and dialed Mr. Rogers. He picked up on the second ring.

“Mr. Reid,” he greeted, his voice steady as always.

“Rogers, I need an update on the situation at the office,” I said, trying to keep my voice calm.

“The office is running smoothly, sir. We’ve made significant progress on the Williams deal, and the new marketing campaign has been well-received,” Rogers reported.

“That’s good,” I replied, though my mind was barely in the office.

I had good faith in Mr Roger’s capabilities.

“There’s one more thing,” Rogers continued. “We’ve noticed a rise in