Chapter 14 : Caught

**Callan Believe it or not, I actually liked the breakroom's coffee more than the coffee from downstairs. Maybe it was the brand of creamer, or maybe it was the simple fact that knowing I could see Isa put me in a mood where I suddenly liked everything infinitely more. I stirred in the creamer, two splashes, just enough to turn the color from black to almost-black. The room was empty by now, and I knew that with it being as late as it was, almost 6:00, my chances of seeing Isa were slim. But still, it was nice to be out of my office and away from my phone and computer. Catherine was on my back nearly every day now it seemed, which only made me want to escape that much more. I sighed and leaned back against the cabinets. I caught a whiff of the eucalyptus oil that Isa had lent me. It really did help a little, as it turned out, even though it seemed like most of my headaches were incurable. That's what I got for staring at blue lights for ten hours a d