The photographs arrived just after nine in the morning.
A courier delivered three archive boxes to headquarters. No note. No explanation.
Only a legal inventory sheet attached to the top.
Alexander was the first to open them.
By the time Elena reached the archive room, dozens of photographs were already spread across a large table.
Some were loose.
Some were framed.
Others were stored inside old plastic sleeves that had turned yellow with age.
Julian picked up one of the photographs carefully.
"Where did these come from?"
Alexander glanced at the inventory sheet.
"The claimant family."
Nobody spoke for a moment.
Mateo looked down at another photograph.
"They're sending evidence."
"Looks that way," Alexander said.
Elena stepped closer to the table.
The photographs covered nearly thirty years of corridor history.
Construction sites.
Groundbreaking ceremonies.
Warehouse openings.
Inspection visits.
Company gatherings.
Faces stared back from another era.
