At exactly five in the afternoon, Zephany checked the time on her phone, the digital numbers glowing against the dimming light inside her office. Her eyes blinked a few times, adjusting to the shift from the glowing screen back to her paperwork.
She carefully stacked the remaining documents and placed them in her folder. With a soft sigh, she stood and grabbed her bag, her posture as neat and quiet as always.
Outside the Air Media building, the sky was already tinged with soft purples and blues. The city bustled with the noise of rush hour traffic, but Zephany remained focused, weaving through the crowd with her usual polite nods and soft steps.
She made her way to her parked car, then pulled up the address Kaelion had sent earlier. A private building near the heart of the city.
