Apex Tower.
"What a tiring day."
Dylan muttered the words as he pushed himself up from his chair, rolling his stiff shoulders and stretching his arms until his joints cracked softly.
He walked toward the floor-to-ceiling window and stared outside.
The sky was a clear blue, almost offensively beautiful, but it did nothing to calm his mind after yesterday's chaos.
Cleaning up the aftermath had taken all night and half of the morning. He and Axel's trusted aides had practically camped in the office, fueled by bitter coffee and sheer willpower. Going home had been a luxury none of them could afford.
Just as Dylan finally allowed himself a moment of peace, a knock sounded at the door.
He frowned slightly before turning. "Come in." He said.
The door opened to reveal Archy Foster, Apex Holding's CFO, looking far too serious for Dylan's liking.
Behind him stood Collins, hands in his pockets, eyes half-lidded as if he were already bored with whatever they're about to discuss.
