106. Thane🎼 The next morning, I sat behind my desk, the hidden folder lying in front of me like a silent accusation. It stared back at me, taunting, relentlessly. Inside it were pieces, but no answers. A blurred image. Masked hands. A faceless threat. And somewhere behind it all, the person who had sent the warning text after the flash drive surfaced, reminding me just how closely I was being watched. I drew in a slow breath and closed my eyes. A dull ache pulsed at the back of my head, the kind that warned of an oncoming headache. When I opened them again, my gaze drifted to the couch across the room, and with it came memories I hadn’t invited. Jasper. I sat behind the desk and said, “Speak,” since he wanted to talk. Jasper let out a bitter laugh. “ You!” he snapped immediately. “ I want answers from you,” his voice filled with anger. Calmly, I ask, “Answers, about what?” “About everything, Soraya and the company,” he says. Leaning back in my seat, “What does that have
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