Rachel left the office and the oak doors clicked shut after her. Just like that, Darren was alone.
He sat quietly for a while, listening. Not to any music in particular, but to the city humming against the glass. The kind of low vibration you feel more than hear.
He rose from his chair and walked over to the hexagonal window, slipping his hands in his pockets. For a moment, he just stood there, looking out at Los Alverez spread out below.
Sunlight bounced off skyscrapers, cut through streets, made the whole thing look like it was glowing.
He couldn't remember the last time he just stood here and looked at it.
The past few days had been chaos. The Romance Radar, corporate warfare, takeovers, people trying to knife him in the back.
But standing here now, watching the city move, it hit him. He was really doing this. He was evolving to something bigger.
