Adam’s hands were still trembling as he read the message again.
We need to talk. Now.
His heart hammered in his chest. He looked around the office, making sure no one was watching. Then he quickly closed his laptop, grabbed his phone, and left his desk. His legs felt weak, like they were not ready to carry the weight of what was coming.
Emily’s message burned in his mind. Every step toward the elevator felt heavier. He kept thinking about that picture. The email. The message that said You should be more careful.
Who sent it? How long had they been watching? And why send it to him now?
He stepped into the elevator alone and hit the top floor. His reflection stared back at him in the mirrored wall. He looked tired, scared, and far too young t
