Chapter 3

"Yeah, Vivian, you might want to check your phone. Mr. Anderson's in the group chat..." A few coworkers hovered around their phones, exchanging worried looks. Their faces were pale.

I wasn't bothered by Ethan's ranting in the group chat.

After all, I'd already heard worse when I'd kicked Amelia out of the control room in a previous life.

I casually draped an arm around the shoulders of some of the more seasoned hosts and completely ignored Amelia's increasing sobs.

I said, "Since we're stuck on this overnight shift, how about I treat you guys to coffee?"

Our laughter was a…