The building had grown silent by the time I looked up again.

The skyline outside the window shimmered in gold and pink, the last light fading behind the towers. Most of the staff had gone home, and the only sound left was the faint hum of the air conditioning and the soft scratch of my pen.

I had been staring at the same three pages for almost twenty minutes. The language blurred into one long, tangled sentence of terms I didn’t understand: compliance, escrow, stakeholder adjustment, and ...