Daphne POV

“Sometimes truth hides in plain sight inside the things you built to survive.”

The office was too quiet for comfort, the kind of silence that made you wonder if it was listening.

Everyone else had gone home hours ago. The hum of the air conditioning filled the empty floor, and the city’s glow painted thin gold lines across the glass walls.

I shouldn’t have been here but the thought of Charles moving unchecked kept my pulse restless.

I needed something, a thread, a clue to ...