Dorian did not take the document.
For several seconds, nobody in the room moved. The appointment letter remained on the table between him and Sebastian.
Director-General. National Financial Integrity Agency. A new beginning.
A second chance.
Everything Dorian had once believed he ould never receive. He stared at the document. Then slowly shook his head.
"Not yet."
Sebastian watched him carefully.
"What does that meanorian finally looked up. It means no." The room went quiet.
Magnus leaned back in his chair. Elena's eyebrows lifted slightly. Hayes simply stared at Dorian.
Sebastian, however, remained calm.
"Why?"
Dorian looked down at his hands.
"Because I don't deserve to be sitting in that office." Sebastian sighed softly.
"We already discussed this."
"No."
Dorian shook his head. 'We discussed whether I deserve forgiveness."
His voice was quiet. "This is different."
He looked around the room.
