The faint light of dawn filtered through the office's floor-to-ceiling windows, reflecting off the neatly arranged filing cabinets. The air carried the lingering bitterness of coffee and the dusty scent of old documents, blending subtly into a familiar work atmosphere.
When Bruce walked in, a group of people had already gathered in the room. He moved at a steady pace, his casual indifference making him seem like he was just dropping by rather than a core member of the place.
Ronan was the first to notice him, immediately waving him over with an eager expression, as if he couldn’t wait to share some gossip. “Buddy, you’ll never guess what happened last night!”
Bruce slowly brushed away the hand on his shoulder, his lips curling into a puzzled smile. “What now? Look at you all getting so
