Chapter 147

• I spent nearly an hour combing through every inch of my office, sure that the bastard who had broken in must’ve either planted a bug or attempted to extract sensitive information.
• But everything was intact. The cabinets were still locked, not a scratch on them no sign of forced entry. Still, something wasn’t right.
• “We swept the building top to bottom. No sign of an intruder,” said the head of security, his tone bordering on dismissive. “Maybe you imagined it. Could’ve been a shadow.”