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CHAPTER 145
The drive to the office was uneventful, but the tension was back the moment I stepped inside. The atmosphere felt heavier than usual, employees moving with a hurried determination that spoke of looming deadlines and heightened stakes.
As I entered Snow's office to drop off some files, I found him seated at his desk, his fingers steepled as he stared at the screen.
"Morning," I greeted, setting the files down.
He glanced up briefly. "Morning."
His tone was curt, and distracted, and I decided not to press. As I turned to leave, he spoke again. "Zara."
"Yes?"
"Make sure everything's in place before I leave for the trip. I want no loose ends."
I nodded, sensing the weight behind his words. "Of course." But was that all he was going to tell me?
