Chapter68

Kaelon’s POV The thick, suffocating tension in my office made it hard to breathe. The lights above hummed low, the kind of sound that seemed to gnaw at my nerves, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something was off—something I hadn't quite pinned down yet. I sat at my desk, staring at the screen in front of me, the numbers from the latest report blurring together. "Mr. Blackwood," Evelyn's voice cut through the quiet hum of the office. She had been standing in the doorway for a few moments, observing me, and now she stepped forward, her tone sharp, her expression calm but knowing. "We need to talk." I looked up from the screen, my jaw tightening. Evelyn had always been cool, collected—almost eerily so—and that was why she was so good at her job. But today, her usual composed demeanor didn't reassure me. There was an underlying tension in her movements, a sense that she was as unsettled as I was. "What is it?" I asked, my voice rough with frustration. "This situation with my office