Adrian had not slept properly in four days, not because of the corporate investigations or because investors were circling like predators around weakening confidence, not even because the media pressure continued escalating by the hour; none of those things occupied his mind the way Seraphina did now.
The problem was no longer related to business, which followed logic, patterns, and cause-and-effect; instead, Seraphina had stopped making sense, and Adrian could no longer convince himself that her actions were merely coincidental.
The private archive office remained dark except for the low glow of computer monitors and the muted city lights filtering through the glass walls; stacks of printed files covered the conference table beside him. The documents included incident reports, financial timelines, security records, witness statements, travel schedules, old interviews, and emergency response logs.
