The Monday morning air at Voss Éclat was usually sharp with the scent of roasted espresso and expensive paper, but today, it felt like ozone before a lightning strike.
Fiona Flare felt the shift the moment she stepped off the elevator. It wasn't just the usual corporate hustle; it was a curated, intentional silence. As she walked toward her office, the clusters of people near the glass-walled workstations didn't just stop talkingthey physically turned away.
She felt the heat rise in her neck. She knew what this was. The "Lumina Glow" launch by Moonshine Empire had been too perfect, too timed, and someone had to be the sacrifice.
Standing in the center of the creative floor, acting as the conductor of the silence, was Clara.
