Elena's POV

By the time the sun dipped below the skyline, the office was nearly empty.

The once-busy floor had gone quiet - phones stopped ringing, keyboards fell silent, and the air felt heavier with every tick of the clock. Only a few desk lamps glowed faintly across the vast open space, little islands of light in an ocean of shadows.

Except his lights were still on.

I noticed it the moment I stepped out of the elevator. The faint amber glow from his office - steady, unmoving, like it ...