~Hermes~

I’m just finishing the last note on the sticky pad—one of the personal reminders I have to write down before another memory lapse hits. My handwriting looks rushed, almost angry, but I can’t afford to forget again. Not today.

I glance at my watch, waiting for an update on the request I’d sent earlier. My thoughts are a haze of noise until—

"Mr. Grande?"

Vanessa’s voice cuts through as she pushes the door open slightly. "There seems to be some… commotion on the lower ...