Kelly's POV
By Thursday morning at the office, I noticed a change in the air. It wasn't in a dramatic way, nothing obvious enough that I could point to it and say, there, that’s it.
It was quieter than that, the kind of change you only notice when you’re paying too much attention, which I told myself I wasn’t doing.
Michael had called me into his office before nine, but that wasn’t unusual. What caught my attention was how quickly the call had come immediately when I sat down at my desk that morning. I hadn’t even finished opening my email when the light on my phone blinked.
“Bring the revised procurement summary,” he said when I stepped inside.
His voice sounded normal, nothing was out of place. He was standing by the window, jacket still on, tie perfectly in place, and his posture
