The moment she answered, Leo's familiar voice came through the speaker. "Chief, are you busy? Is this a good time?"
Even though she was no longer with Sinclair Group, he still used her old nickname out of habit. Willow thought about correcting him but noticed a strange heaviness in his tone, so she let it slide. "I'm free. What's going on?"
"Nothing really," Leo sounded incredibly deflated on the other end of the line. "It's just been a while, and I wanted to check in."
He didn't spell it out, but Willow could read between the lines. "How are things at home? Daisy must have started kindergarten by now, right? And how are your parents and Janet holding up?"
"Everyone's doing great. Actually," Leo's voice finally brightened a fraction, "Daisy was just talking about you the other day. She wanted to know when you're coming over to visit."
Back when Willow managed the Seattle branch, she had built deep bonds with her team—not just as colleagues, but as a part of their extended families.
"Tell her I miss her too, and I'll come see her as soon as things settle down."
With family issues ruled out, Willow deduced the problem had to be work-related. The frantic clicking of a mouse in the background of the call only confirmed her suspicion. "Are you having trouble at the office?"
Silence stretched across the line. After a long pause, Leo finally sighed. "It's not that I'm having trouble. It's just... I'm so burnt out. There's no point to any of this anymore."
"Is Vivienne making your life miserable?" That was Willow's immediate guess.

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