Chapter 42

• The heavy oak door creaked open, revealing Elroy's office. Sunlight streamed through the single window, illuminating shelves lined with leather-bound tomes and casting a warm glow on the polished mahogany desk. It wasn’t a huge space like the library, and something about being able to see the whole room from where I stood made me feel a little less exposed.
• It also felt cozier, more personal—it felt like being allowed entry to a sanctuary. My heart skipped a beat as Elroy's hand brushed my lower back, guiding me inside.
• "Welcome to our new workspace," he said, his deep voice sending a shiver down my spine. "At least for the next few days. A little more secure than the library, wouldn’t you say?”