Chapter 157

• Anonymous POV.
• The rain fell steadily outside the narrow window, a constant drumming that mirrored the tension in the room. The figure sat at the desk, their fingers tapping the wood in time with the downpour. A stack of papers lay scattered in front of them, but their eyes weren’t focused on the writing. They stared through the window instead, their mind far from the small, dimly lit room they occupied.
• Everything was spiraling out of control faster than anticipated.