The fluorescent lights in the hospital corridor hummed like they were tired of staying on. Sienna stood outside Room 214, fingers curled tight around the strap of her bag. Inside, her sister was still asleep, the monitors ticking out a steady, indifferent rhythm. The police had left an hour ago. They had taken the statement, the fingerprints, and any chance of a quiet morning.Sienna’s phone buzzed. The message was short.*Come to the office. Bring the papers.*No name. She already knew who it was.She left the hospital without looking back. The elevator ride down felt longer than usual. Outside, rain slicked the pavement and turned the streetlights into blurred yellow smears. She walked the six blocks to the glass-and-steel building that housed Blackwood Enterprises. The security guard barely glanced at her badge. Someone had already cleared her.The conference room on the thirty-second floor was cold. The table was long and black. Two chairs faced each other. A man in a dark suit sa
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