The knock came three times, sharp and deliberate against the heavy oak door.
Greg Ellwood pulled his gaze from the floor-to-ceiling window overlooking Duskhaven City's glittering skyline. The evening lights reflected in his eyes like scattered diamonds, but his expression carried none of their warmth. He straightened in the leather armchair and let the silence hang for a moment before speaking. "Come in."
The bodyguard entered with measured steps, his posture rigid and deferential. "Sir, Mr. Chapman has been waiting outside for quite some time now."
Greg lifted one hand in a lazy gesture, barely a flick of the wrist. "Send him in."
"Yes, sir."
The bodyguard retreated without another word, pulling the door shut behind him. Less than a minute later, it opened again, and Mr. Chapman stro
