Chapter 35

• "Shit, I overslept again?" Riley cursed, darting back and forth across the room.
• His shirt was wrinkled, a result of his hasty buttoning, and his tie hung loosely around his neck. A sock was missing—from his left leg—and his briefcase lay open, abandoned on the floor.
• “Faster Daddy! You can do it!” His daughter's high-pitched voice rang out from the living room, her laughter bubbling with the unrestrained joy that could only be gotten from a child.