Morning sunlight filtered softly through the large windows of Vesper Group’s headquarters in Country A.
For once, there was no kidnapping.
No gunshots.
No terrifying messages from unknown enemies.
Just work.
Normal work.
Which somehow felt stranger to Maureen Green than chaos itself.
She stepped out of the elevator carrying several folders against her chest while employees hurried around the office preparing for the Monday meeting.
Since Jordan Rodriguez bought the company, the atmosphere had changed drastically.
People arrived earlier.
Nobody dared gossip loudly anymore.
And coffee consumption throughout the building had tripled because everybody feared falling asleep during meetings.
Maureen walked calmly toward her office while greeting several employees politely.
“Morning,
