Chapter 19: The Locked Office
POV: Eryx Voltaire
The office was exactly as I had left it.
Cold air, gleaming dark wood and a vast wall of glass looking out over the city that suddenly felt entirely empty.
Everything sat perfectly in place where it belonged, nothing was out of order except for me. I had been back from Port Vale for two days now, and this familiar cage felt suffocating, as if the storm had followed us home, seeped into my bones and refused to leave.
The sky outside was bruised purple and swollen. Thunder muttered against the glass, a low constant threat that vibrated in my chest.
The rain had not started yet, but the air felt heavy and charged…I knew it was coming any moment.
I set my briefcase down and stood at the window. The city spread out below me, grey and indi
