Alex pushed open the glass doors of the executive wing the next morning, expecting stress but not collapse.The surprise audit from the day before had unsettled the entire company, but after the auditors surprisingly said things were not as catastrophic as rumored, he expected today to feel slightly lighter.He was wrong.The hallway outside his father’s office was silent. Not calm but eerie.He frowned and knocked but there was no answer “Dad?” he called, pushing the door open.His breath caught.His father, Mr. Cromwell, the man who walked through fire without blinking sat hunched over his desk, pale as chalk, clutching his forehead. His breathing was shallow, uneven.“Dad?” Alex crossed the room in seconds.No response.He touched his father’s shoulder, he was burning hot.“You’re running a fever,” Alex murmured, alarm rising.“I’m fine,” Mr. Cromwell whispered, but his voice cracked.“You’re not,” Alex said. “You can’t even sit up straight.”His father attempted to straighten, bu
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