Elena's POV
"Well," Victor said, dropping into the chair across from my desk like he owned it. "This is more exciting than I've had in months."
The lockdown alert was still glowing on every screen on the floor, but nobody outside my little corner of it seemed particularly alarmed. Phones had gone quiet within minutes. Ruth had disappeared toward the stairwell the second the doors sealed, muttering something about protocol that didn't explain anything. And now, twenty minutes into whatever this was, Victor Kane had appeared out of nowhere with two coffees and the easy confidence of a man who'd never once in his life worried about being where he wasn't wanted.
"I didn't order that," I said, eyeing the cup he set in front of me.
"No, but you look like you need it." He settled back, crossi
