CHAPTER 53: THE ADMITTANCE

In and out of his office, Eric doesn't want to share what he saw, but his actions speak louder than his silence.

"Coffee, sir?" I asked, which he declined at the very nearest opportunity he had.

Passing by me like a wind, he headed to his pantry and came back, taking nothing with him.

I swear, I'm getting dizzy from him going back and forth worse than not having a good night sleep at all.

"Allen, call Schmidt and tell him that I will reschedule our meeting next week," he told me before entering his office before I could even nod my head.

But as he approached the door, he suddenly fell on his knees, screaming in yells.

His limbs are tweaking like he's having a seizure.

"Oh my!"

Running straight to him, I knelt on the floor and rolled him. But what I saw caused me to yelp.

There it is again, his eyes. As if there's black ink spilled to them and the sides of his lips run black lines.

"Eric!"

A sudden whooshing air from the end of the hallway stopped me from panicking, yet it caused me my