Nathan's office at Limketkai headquarters felt smaller than usual, though the room was spacious, filled with rows of legal files and corporate dossiers. The glow of his computer screens reflected off his tense face, illuminating dark circles beneath his eyes. He had spent the entire morning reviewing every piece of data he could gather on the maid, cataloging her movements, her interactions, and the people she had come into contact with during her time at the mansion. Each detail, each seemingly insignificant action, was a potential thread, a key that could unravel the web of manipulation that had led to Eala's accident.
The first step was simple: establish a secure location for the maid. Nathan had arranged for her temporary relocation to a small but well-secured apartment, far from the
