*** Claws Deep***

Natalie sensed the change the moment Daniel walked into the office Monday morning. Something different in his shoulders. His walk. His whole energy.

Stressed. Angry. Wound tight like a spring about to snap.

She watched him from her desk. Studied his face. The way he moved through the office like a storm cloud. Dark. Dangerous. Ready to explode.

Daniel was always intense. Always driven. But this was something else. Something personal.

Something ...