(Sean's POV)
When I enter the company the next morning, I know something is wrong before I even reach my desk.
I can't name it. The office looks the same — same chairs, same glass walls, same low hum of air conditioning, same assistants moving between workstations with the focused efficiency of people who know I'm watching. Everything looks exactly as it should.
And yet.
I press my thumb between my eyes. The headache started in the car last night and hasn't left. It sits behind my forehead, dull and constant.
I shrug off my coat and sit down. Open the first folder.
The label reads Q3 Operational Review. I scan the first page. The margins are wrong — slightly wider on the left than the right, the text sitting off-center. I flip to the summary tab.
It's not there.
I flip through the
