I lost track of time as I sat in the office, the only source of illumination a single desk lamp casting a warm glow over my cluttered workspace. The rich hues of sunset had faded into darkness, and a creeping sense of unease settled in my chest as I realized Jack hadn't returned yet.
With my stomach growling softly, I pushed myself away from the desk and made my way to the kitchen, the polished wooden floor cool beneath my bare feet. The faint scent of herbs lingered in the air, teasing my hunger as I cautiously opened the refrigerator door, letting the cool air escape briefly. I carefully inspected the contents, lifting lids and sniffing at various dishes, making sure nothing else was poisoned.
Just as I began to chop vegetables, the peaceful ambiance shattered. A siren, loud and pierci
