*Shelby*
As soon as I got to Michael's office, I could tell that something was going on. I made my way to the receptionist's desk, hoping that maybe she had some answers for me. I was glad to see the middle-aged woman sitting behind the desk. I liked her a lot more than Michael's previous receptionist, who had purposely embarrassed me in front of a room full of people.
“Good afternoon Miss Hatton," she said to me with a smile.
“Is Michael here?" I asked.
She lifted her hand, pointing to the conference room. I could see exactly what was going on inside because of the glass walls.
Michael was standing there in front of three large cameras. I immediately recognized Bruce on his left, but there was another man with graying hair standing on his right. Both men looked extremely serious as
