When Winston Sterling returned to the office, I was just hanging my soaked coat over the back of my chair.Water dripped steadily from the cuffs, pooling into a small puddle on the office floor.The receptionist frowned as she watched the water drip. "Hey, Director Cross, didn't you go with Mr. Sterling to meet with Genesis Capital? How did you end up getting completely drenched like this?"Before I could open my mouth to answer, the elevator doors slid open again.Sera Thorne stepped out, perfectly wrapped in Winston’s overcoat. Her face was just the right shade of pale, and she was holding a warm cup of coffee carefully in both hands.Winston followed closely behind her, whispering low, attentive instructions. "Go straight to the lounge first. Stay away from the air conditioning vents."Sera nodded softly. As she passed by my desk, she paused."Nat, please don't get the wrong idea. I just suddenly felt unwell, so Winston..."I cut her off. "Is the coat warm, Director Thorne?"
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