Chapter 569 - Pull The Trigger

The door clicked shut behind Holloway with a softness that seemed louder than it should have been, the sound of a finality that Kellerman recognized without yet being able to name. He sat alone in his office, the afternoon light filtering through windows that needed cleaning, across furniture that had not been replaced in a decade, through the accumulated dust of an organization that had stopped noticing its own decay. The documents Holloway had left sat in his drawer, a poisonous gift wrapped in the language of corporate reform, and Kellerman did not need to retrieve them to remember their contents. He had read them once. That was sufficient. The details would not change upon review.