As I stepped out of Heathrow Airport, the stinging cold of London's winter wind welcomed me, and I wrapped my coat tighter around me. The city hummed with taxis honking, people running, the scent of rain lingering in the air.
I had visited London previously, but this time it was different. Maybe it was flight exhaustion, or maybe it was the stress of leaving Mily behind. Either way, my mind was a muddled mess.
Calvin had sent a car to pick me up, and the ride to NovaTech's London headquarters was quiet, giving me too much time to think.
I arrived to find Calvin already in his office, sleeves rolled up, scowl on his face. He barely let me get settled before diving straight into the problem.
