#Chapter 121: Ruck march

Fiona I was alone in my office preparing some final notes right before the morning meeting when I received another text from my fiancé. Alexander: How are things going over there so far? You have an idea yet of what time I should expect you back tonight? I hesitated, thinking over my options. If I let myself, I could work here all day and all night. There was always more to do. But I had to resist the workaholism and take care of myself at some point. Before I could stop myself, I texted back and said I’d try to leave by five, so he and I could have dinner together. I badly needed an evening off. I simply could not be in this office for fifteen-plus hours, two days in a row. Not in the shape I was in right now. And I was sort of the boss here for the time being. I did not have to do all this work on my own. There was a different approach that I could try. I asked Gerald, Tavis, and Emmie to stay behind after the meeting was done. These were my three colleagues who ha