POV: Darius
The morning sunlight came in through the tall glass windows of my office, casting sharp lines across the tiled floor. I leaned back in my chair, staring at the city skyline beyond the glass. My mind was still running through last night’s conversation with Caleb — Alfred’s death, the mole in the FBI, and Maximus Thane’s next possible move.
The clock on the wall read ten past ten when Caleb stepped into my office.
He closed the door gently behind him. “Marianne Reed is here.”
I looked up from the papers on my desk. “Okay. Let her in.”
Caleb nodded and stepped back out. A few minutes later, the door opened again. He entered with Marianne beside him. She looked as elegant as ever in her dark navy suit, her expression calm but sharp — the kind of woman who could smile at you wh
