Artemis’ POV

Iris immediately called an urgent meeting when we arrived at the company. The security and technical teams were already waiting we had to catch the culprit. The lowlife spreading lies about us.

Everyone was seated when we entered the meeting room, laptops open, fingers flying over keyboards. The room gleamed white walls, floor, even the glass table centered like a frozen pond under bright lights. Everything looked spotless, sterile, and cold. Just the way I liked it.

The room ...