Chapter 119

• For an entire week, Damian couldn't go to work. he was home, a drunken mess. Adam was calling every day but he paid him no attention. He just wanted to be left alone. He had gone to the hospital every day of the week but he was never let in. Dr. Gray had told the security personnel to turn him out if they saw him. He feared the worst for Lilian. He didn't know how she was doing, whether she was dead or alive.
• He sat at his wine cabinet and took another swing of liquor. He e was dead drunk. He still hadn't found his briefcase and had questioned all the maids about it but none of them knew where it was. He was miserable.
• He took another swing and fell to the floor. His senses were all muddled. Everything in the room began to spin. Every now and then he would see a figure that looked like Lilian but when he rubbed his eyes, it was a coat or chair. Sometimes he would see Antonio but the smile on his face was a frown that intensified his guilt. Camilla had called a couple of times but he refused to answer any of them. She had even tried to come over but he had the guards turn her away. He stared at his phone all day waiting for a call but the call never came.