It was already past 10 p.m., and the office was nearly empty except for two people: Sandra and Julia.

They had spent hours going through stacks of documents, their eyes heavy with exhaustion but their minds focused.

The office was quiet, except for the soft clicking of keyboards and the occasional rustling of papers.

"Julia, we should really call it a night," Sandra said, stretching her arms above her head. She had finished most of her work and was eager to get some rest. "We can finish the rest in the morning. It’s late, and you need sleep."

Julia glanced up, her face determined. "I can't leave yet. There's still...