#Chapter 461: Wrong Place Wrong Time

Enzo The flight had felt endless. Between fitful attempts at sleep and staring absently out the window, my mind raced in endless circles. What would I say to Tim? How would he react? Would he even believe me over his trusted team doctor, Mila, who he had known for years? By the time the plane landed, my mouth felt bone dry. “We have arrived at our destination,” the pilot announced through the intercom. “Thank you for flying with us, and enjoy your stay.” I hurried through the terminal, the sound of my pounding heart drowning out the ambient noise. With my carry-on clutched in my hand, I didn’t even bother to check into the hotel first; I simply called a cab straight to Tim’s office, not wanting to waste any time. I needed to get this over with. Before I knew it, I found myself outside Tim’s office. I hesitated for just a moment longer, steeling myself, and then turned the handle. “Tim.” “Enzo!” Tim jumped up from behind his large oak desk, a look of surprise fla