Third Person
The lights never went completely off on the top floor of the Crescent Ventures tower.
Around ten p.m., most of them went into energy-save mode, flickering to less than half their daytime brightness, before turning back up at four a.m.
But the CEO’s office lights never timed off or dimmed at all. What a nuisance it would be to have to keep turning them back on. He was in and out of the office at all hours of the day and night, even in times of stability, normalcy. And days like this… well, Conrad was lucky to be able to get out of here at all.
The attempted assassination of the Alpha King had of course thrown the public into a frenzy.
Conrad had spoken to many clients over the past several hours. All the big ones. Had given many reassurances. Had advised against a lot
