368: Shadows of Doubt

The usually calm atmosphere of Emma’s office was disrupted by the unexpected delivery of a nameless package. As her assistant handed her the sealed box, an uneasy feeling stirred within her. Despite her outward composure, Emma couldn’t shake the suspicion that this unexpected delivery could spell trouble. "Thank you," Emma murmured as she accepted the package with a nod. Her fingers hesitated over the unmarked surface. "Let’s see what this is about," she added, more to reassure her assistant than out of curiosity. With a swift cut of the scissors, the tape gave way, revealing its disturbing contents. The sight of the dead bird, its feathers matted with dried blood, was a stark contrast to the sterile environment of her office. The foul odor that emanated from the box was suffocating, and Emma recoiled instinctively. Her assistant, pale with concern, hovered near the door. "Should I call security? This seems like a threat, boss." Emma’s mind raced as she processed the scene before