*Shelby*
The Express Air building was completely empty by the time I got there. It felt almost eerie to hear the sound of my own footsteps on the marble tile, echoing off the high ceilings. I pushed the button for the elevator, and the doors automatically opened, as if it was waiting there just for me.
The lights were still on when I got out of the elevator on the top floor, and I could see Michael sitting alone in his office, staring across the empty room at nothing. Bruce being attacked had clearly upset him deeply.
Michael took a slow sip of the whiskey in his hand as I walked through the glass doors that separated him from the rest of the office space.
“Hey, Michael. Are you doing okay? Have you had any news about Bruce?” I asked.
Michael flinched a little as I spoke; he had bee
