Ava’s Pov
I snuck into the office building after midnight with the note in my pocket and the halls empty and quiet. I took the elevator to the top floor and the doors opened to dim light and soft piano music playing low. The skyline glowed outside the big windows and whiskey scent hung in the air. Damien sat at his desk with a glass in hand and looked up when I walked in. “Close the door Ava,” he said.
I closed it soft and turned the lock. “I got the note at my desk. Do we have a project to work on sir?” I said. “Good you came quick and quiet,” he said and stood.
“Did anyone see you on the way up?” “No the floor is empty and the guard downstairs was asleep,” I said. “Sure he was asleep?” “Yes I walked past slow and he snored,” I said. “Funny guards here sleep more than work,” he said.
