Kingsley sat in his office, elbows resting on the desk, eyes flickering between spreadsheets and unread emails. He was trying, really trying, to focus, but his mind wouldn’t stop drifting. The silence in the room felt heavier than usual. It wasn’t the kind of silence that brought peace. It was the kind that echoed with tension.

A light buzz came from the intercom.

“Sir,” came the voice of his security officer, “your secretary’s on her way up.”

“Okay,” Kingsley ...