Chapter 135. Tip of the Iceberg

DYLAN

The drive back to the office was slow due to the traffic. The car can’t move properly and it’s getting on my nerves. I need to get back to the office to deal with more work since I only left some to meet with Seth Ridley.

I pressed the honk a little too long when the traffic light changed to green, and yet, the person in front of me hasn’t moved a muscle. I honked again, and this time, the car had moved.

He shouted something to me when he opened the window. I didn’t really determine what that was but I didn’t care. All I could think about as of the moment is the fact that I want to be in the office. I want to be surrounded by busy people. That way, I can forget what’s happened.

The folder was placed on the passenger’s seat. I secured it with a seat belt too. To know that inside that folder is the tie that connects me now to the Ridleys, it’s important to keep it secure.

After ten more minutes (thank you for the heavy traffic), I reached the compan