Knox

The office is dead quiet at the moment, save for the low hum of the air conditioning and the occasional tap of my keyboard.

My laptop illuminates the desk with a cold blue light, the only real light source still on the whole floor. Beyond the windows, the city has already bowed to night.

I flick my wrist and look down at the leather strap beneath my watch. Just past eight. It’s still early enough that I can pretend I have a life outside these walls.

I go through the final report one more time, the product launch schedule, the budget cleanup, and the risk evaluation. A few minor...