My Little VentrueChapter 150
~~Jack~~ He took a deep, useless breath, then another, and another, before pressing the elevator button. Up to the top floor. Up to Antoinette. He stepped off the elevator and stared at the big door that opened to Antoinette’s enormous main office. What to say? How to come at the conversation? What angle, what trick, what stance? He’d walked through a thousand different possibilities in his head, a thousand different ways the conversation might go, and he knew he wasn’t a tenth as prepared...