---Sindy----
I stood outside Scunlun’s office door, pausing when I caught the low rumble of a man’s voice and the faint reply of a woman from inside. My stomach tightened. I couldn’t make out the words, but the tone was enough—serious, clipped.
I rapped my knuckles against the faded gray paint.
“Come on in, Sindy,” Scunlun called.
The hinge squeaked as I opened the door, the sound somehow making my pulse quicken. I stepped inside, closing it behind me, and froze for a second when I saw Kalem. She stood off to the side, two steps behind Scunlun’s desk, looking like she’d been caught in the middle of something she didn’t want to talk about.
Her gray suit was as sharp as always, but her cheeks were flushed, her brow tight. Her teeth worried her bottom lip, and her arms were crossed under
