The building’s doorbell rang insistently, pulling Leo out of his concentration during an important meeting. He frowned, irritated, and nodded to his assistant to take care of it. However, barely a minute later, the same assistant returned, pale as a sheet.
"Sir… it’s urgent. It’s about Lara."
Leo stood up immediately, without asking for more details. His heart was pounding as he walked through the company’s hallways toward the reception. There he found Dimitri: disheveled, agitated, with a face as white as wax, breathing heavily. Beside him, Patricio, a close friend of Leo’s, was much calmer but visibly worried, trying to support him.
“What happened?” Leo asked, stepping forward abruptly.
“It’s Lara…” Dimitri placed a trembling hand on his hair. “An accident, Leo… Thiago was with her.”
Leo’s world shook beneath his feet.
“Benjamín, take him to the car. I’ll be there in a moment,” Leo ordered, pointing to another colleague who had come down with him.