Chapter 10 – Noise at the Door

The wind howled between the towers of steel and glass of the corporate complex, dragging along the first dry leaves of a spring that hadn’t yet dared to arrive—as if the change of season itself hesitated to touch a building where hope seemed buried under memos and resignations. On the twenty-third floor of the Castell building, the air conditioning hummed, less like a comfort and more like a low dirge, while the floor-to-ceiling windows reflected a city that, from