Gabriel's POV
The office was quieter than usual, the kind of silence that prickled at the edges of my nerves. I thrived in quiet moments, but today it felt different. It wasn't the stillness of peace—it was the calm before something big.
"Mr. Knight," Sarah's voice came through the intercom, pulling me out of my thoughts.
"Yes?"
"There's been an update on the security feed you asked us to monitor," she said, her tone steady but urgent.
I straightened in my chair. "What update?"
"A woman has been entering the building regularly over the past week, but we can't place her in the employee database. She's been keeping a low profile and avoiding high-traffic areas, but her movements seem deliberate—calculated."
I frowned. "Send me the footage."
