Ash's pov ;
I walked into Elijah's office, still puzzled about why the shoot was suddenly postponed today.
"Mr. Stone will be here shortly after his meeting," Daniel informed me.
"Alright," I nodded in understanding as he walked away.
As I stepped inside, the familiar surroundings brought a new wave of unease and curiosity. Wandering around his office was an old habit of mine, something I did every time I visited here. And Elijah never seemed to mind it, he never showed any kind of dismay.
I let my fingers trail across the surface of Elijah's polished desk, glancing at the neatly organised papers and the array of expensive pens. The place reeked of his meticulous nature. Humph! Clean freak.
I moved around the room instead, my eyes landed on a file cabinet. My stomach churned abruptly. What if I found something again? Something like those secret investigative files about me I stumbled upon last time?
