Favor

(Lester’s POV) It was a rainy day in my office, and I had a pile of financial reports to take care of when my lawyer, Mr. Wilkins, entered with a grave expression on his face. I arched my brows at him. I don't remember calling him, which means there's a problem. He only comes here when something is up in Nexus that I should be worried about. The air in the room seemed to thicken as I looked up, sensing the weight of my lawyer's presence. He took the vacant chair in front of my desk. I threw him a curious glance. I don't like how his expression is painted. It feels like bad news to me. “Speak,” I briefly said, putting the screen of my laptop down. He looked at me, a hint of seriousness in his face. I began fidgeting my pen in my hands. He’s making me nervous when he’s like that. "Lester, I have some troubling news," Mr. Wilkins began, his voice low and serious. My heart skipped a beat as I set down the papers, a sense of foreboding creeping over me. "What is it, Mr. Wilkins? What's wron