The Silent Witness

ten used to the view, even after years of working for KnightTech Industries. But tonight, something felt different-unnervingly so. It was as if the very ai

ltercation she'd overheard moments before. The door to the CEO's office had been ajar, a mere crack allowing her to glimpse what she shou

m light. Across from him, Dorian Westbrook, the former business partner turned rival, was pacing, his movements shar

whisper, but it carried an unmistakable threat. "

had been unyielding. "I don't need your

ad heard rumors of for months. It was something that could change the future, they said. What kind of future, t

frozen in place, unsure of how to proceed. What had she just heard? What

ore her life began to spiral out of control. Before long, she found herself at the

spun, her vision blurred. Her body felt heavy, like she was sinking into the floor,