Chapter 451
Chapter 451:
Ashton cut him off. “Send me the full corrective plan. The yearly review’s coming. Whether you’re the manager or the doorman next year depends on whether you actually fix this p>
“Yes, of course! I’ll send it within the hour p>
The call ended.
Yvaine snapped her fingers. “I knew it! No wonder they acted like they owned the place p>
We didn’t have time to keep complaining.
Ashton had already pulled into a gravel lot surrounded by pine trees and faded wooden signs.
He killed the engine. “We’re here p>
I pushed the door open and swung my backpack over one shoulder.
We’d barely stepped onto the trailhead when I spotted Cassian following us like an unshakeable tail.
“Just ignore him,” Yvaine muttered through gritted teeth.
Skyveil Trail had two paths.
One was steep and narrow, covered in loose gravel.
The other path had proper paving, wooden benches every hundred meters, and vendor stalls selling bottled water, fried dough, and disposable ponchos. Yvaine and I took the easier route.
We strolled.
She made me stop at every overlook, snapping at least fifteen photos before moving on.
The mist covered most of the view, but the haze gave the shots a strangely clean, washed-out look that somehow worked.
Behind us, Cassian and Ashton lagged, a good thirty feet back.
The rain from the night before had turned the steps slick.
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People moved slowly, gripping the handrails.
Yvaine kept stopping to peer into bushes or poke at wildflowers.
I kept having to catch up after getting stuck behind tourists in plastic ponchos.
According to her schedule, we were supposed to reach the summit at noon.
We made it by one.
My thighs ached, and my trainers were damp.
I slapped the backs of my legs. “Finally p>
The clouds cleared the second we reached the top.
The sky shifted from dull gray to a glare-bright blue.
The sun hammered straight down, bouncing off the pale stone beneath our feet.
A shout cut through the wind. “Yvie p>
We both turned.
Cade sprinted straight at Yvaine.
He stopped just a breath away, sweaty and panting. “I made it p>
Yvaine blinked at him. “What the hell are you doing here? You’ve got a torn ligament. You’re supposed to be in bed p>
Cade leaned against her shoulder, grinning like a Labrador. “It doesn’t hurt much if you hold me. I just wanted to be here. You mad p>
She looked both exasperated and amused. “You’re already here. What am I supposed to do, throw you back down the mountain p>