Lola’s fingers hovered over the keyboard, her screen illuminated with reports that should have held her attention, but her mind was elsewhere. Something was wrong. She could feel it, an unease curling around her like an unseen predator waiting for the right moment to strike. Yemi had left for a last-minute investor meeting, and the moment he walked out, a shift had settled over the office—subtle but undeniable. The kind that made the hairs on the back of her neck rise.
A soft knock at the door startled her. She turned just in time to see Nia step inside, her expression tight.
“You’re not going to like this,” Nia said without preamble, closing the door behind her.
Lola exhaled slowly. “I haven’t liked a lot of things lately. What is it this time?”
Nia hesitated, which only made the unea
