The office had grown quiet hours ago.
Most of the lights on Rowan's floor were already off. Only the soft glow from the conference room and Rowan's office remained, spreading a warm reflection across the polished floor.
Elara sat at the long table with the Harbour Crescent plans spread around her. She had been reviewing the interior layout again, adjusting a few details on the digital screen in front of her.
Rowan was still in the room.
He had been working behind his desk earlier, but sometime during the last half hour he had moved closer, standing beside the table to look at the plans she had adjusted.
Neither of them had suggested leaving.
Neither had mentioned the time.
Elara finished one final note and leaned back slightly in the chair.
"That should solve the
