DAMIEN 

I didn’t even get a chance to sit properly at my desk before the news started flying around the office. Screens flashing, phones buzzing, and emails pinging one after another. The air felt heavier than usual, charged with that kind of tension that spreads like wildfire before someone drops a bomb. 

My chest tightened the moment I glanced at the headlines flashing across one of the monitors. 

And just like that, everything in me went cold, then hot, then cold again. My head ...