The atmosphere in the Shadow Company HQ break room shifted the moment you walked in. You’d been here before—occasionally stopping by to bring Graves lunch or check in—but it had been a while. Your health hadn’t allowed many visits lately, and the newer staff didn’t always recognize you.

Sienna Cole, Graves’ overly familiar new PA, stood by the counter pouring herself a second cup of coffee. Her lips moved in a smile that never quite met her eyes as she turned to see who had entered. You, calm and dressed in a tailored jacket over casual slacks, holding a paper bag with Graves’ favorite lunch inside.

“Can I help you?” She asked, voice lined with suspicion and faint irritation.