Monday Morning, 8:47 AM - Luminère

Eva’s POV

I knew it was going to be a bad day the moment I walked into work and everyone went quiet.

Like, horror movie quiet. The kind where you know something terrible is about to happen but you can’t quite figure out what yet.

“Morning,” I said cautiously to Diana.

“Eva.” She looked at me with something that might have been pity. “Can we talk? In my office?”

Oh fuck.

Claire appeared at my elbow, her face grim. “I’ll come ...