Emily’s POV
The day had dragged on, but I finally closed my laptop and leaned back in my chair, rubbing my temples. The office had emptied out, leaving only the faint hum of the air conditioning and the occasional shuffle of papers from someone else burning the midnight oil.
Yet, my mind wasn’t on work. It hadn’t been since my conversation with Ethan earlier in the day.
Reuben’s words swirled in my head like a storm I couldn’t quiet. What did he mean? I’d replayed his cryptic statement a dozen times, but no matter how I twisted it, it didn’t make sense.
If there was one thing I knew about Reuben, it was that he never spoke without a purpose.
“Maybe he’s scheming something,” I muttered to myself, gathering my belongings. But no matter what scenarios I conjured, nothing added up. It f
