Jay arrived earlier than usual, his steps steady as he moved through the entrance without hesitation. The building was already awake, but not fully alive yet—employees settling in, systems booting, quiet conversations lingering in corners. He didn't acknowledge any of it. His mind was already structured around what needed to be done.
Roman wasn't in yet.
That was the first thing he confirmed.
Jay didn't waste time. He walked past his office without stopping and headed straight toward the storage room files Elena had mentioned before she left. The door wasn't locked. It never was. People relied too much on routine, and Jay had already learned how to move through routines without disturbing them.
Inside, the air was cooler, The shelves were lined with organized files, all labeled, all arranged in Elena's precise system. Jay stepped in and closed the door quietly behind him before moving forward. His fingers traced along the labels, scanning, processing, filtering.
