Elena's POV
Monday morning began normally.
The soft hum of fluorescent lights overhead, the steady rhythm of keystrokes from nearby cubicles, and the warm aroma of fresh coffee created an illusion of absolute predictability. I sat at my desk inside Knight Global Holdings, reviewing the morning schedules and organizing my daily tasks before the inevitable avalanche of executive demands hit my desk.
Then, a sudden chime disrupted the stillness.
An email notification popped up in the bottom right corner of my computer screen.
URGENT – CEO CONFIDENTIAL DOCUMENT
I frowned, setting my coffee mug down on the wooden coasters.
The message header appeared to come directly from Asher’s personal, high-security account. The subject line was flagged in high-priority red lettering. My cursor hover
