Chapter 77 Sofia Lane

• The office was dim, lit only by the soft, steady glow of computer monitors. Papers were scattered across the desk like fallen leaves serving as evidence of sleepless nights and the endless chase for answers. Leo sat back in his chair, shoulders heavy with exhaustion, but his mind wouldn’t rest. His eyes stayed wide, locked on the screen in front of him. For weeks, he and Fred had been chasing ghosts digging through dusty files, forgotten ledgers, and legal records buried deep in archives no one had touched in years. Each lead had ended the same way: nowhere. Just silence. A silence that felt almost personal. Like it was mocking him for trying.
• But something felt different tonight. There was a shift in the air, a tension Leo couldn’t explain.
• Fred suddenly broke the silence, his voice low but urgent. “Leo… you’re going to want to see this.”