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When the Past Comes Hunting

作者: Queenie Lawson
last update 公開日: 2026-10-18 19:27:45

Phoebe's POV

Grey morning sunlight poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows of my downtown office, but the warmth of day felt miles away. The room smelled of cold coffee and scorched paper. Outside on the pavement, distant sirens wailed, their red lights flashing against the glass towers. Beckett Trade’s main lobby windows were shattered, and my administrative staff were standing outside in groups, shivering in the autumn chill.

Sitting behind my black mahogany desk, my fingers trembled as
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