The hum of lunchtime chatter drifted through the PR department, but Maya Thompson didn’t hear any of it. She was seated at her desk, motionless, eyes unfocused, hands clasped too tightly in her lap. “Hey,” Harper’s gentle voice pulled her back. “Lunch? I found a spot nearby with killer dumplings.” Maya forced a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Thanks… but I think I’ll just stay in.” “You sure?” Harper asked, brows furrowed. “Yeah,” she said quickly. “Just need a breather.” Harper nodded, lingering for a second before stepping away. As soon as Maya was alone, she stood and quietly made her way to the staircase at the far end of the hallway—her escape route. Ten flights up. Two...
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