Chapter 9: Crisis Behind the Mist

Elina’s POV

“Slow down, Rachel. What do you mean?” I asked, frowning at her frantic expression.

“You really have no idea, do you?” She shook her head, exasperated.

“I would if you would just talk to me instead of bombarding me with questions the minute I step in for work.”

Rachel let out a sharp breath before grabbing my wrist and pulling me aside, away from the elevator doors. A few employees stepped in, oblivious to the tension crackling between us.

"Alright then," she said, lowering her voice. "Listen, do you have any idea who those big shots you and Isaac met at the golf club are?"

I recalled yesterday's events and remembered the investors Isaac and I had gone to meet. The deal had fallen through, but I had indeed enjoyed myself in that high-stakes golf game.

"They're investors. So what? What does that have to do with the current situation?" I replied.