Chapter 183: Profit and Steel
The walk to the office was longer than it should have been. Snowflakes clung to Orion's hair and shoulders as he and Garrett made their way across the compound.
The murmur of training still lingered faintly behind them, though most of the trainees had already dispersed to rest their aching muscles.
Garrett kept fidgeting beside him, wringing his hands like a man who had walked himself into a storm he didn't mean to summon. Orion could sense the nerves rolling off him like heat. He said nothing at first but with the way Garrett was fidgettimg, he could only hold on for so long.
"Is something wrong?" He asked Garrett.
Garrett blinked, his words tumbling over each other. "I...I wouldn't really say it's something wrong but it's um...a situation?"
Orion was about to ask him what he meant when he noticed two figures standing in front of the oak door leading to the office.
"That's the situation?" Orion asked him.
Garrett nodded. "Yes sir."
