Raven came down the east corridor.
Dante clocked it the second she stepped through the door. His eyes flicked from her face to the corridor behind her, then back. A slow grin tugged at his mouth.
"East corridor today, Raven?" Dante asked, voice low and knowing. He didn't wait for an answer. Just opened his summary and started reading like nothing had changed.
But it had.
Adrian gave her a nod that lingered a beat too long. Sebastian didn't even glance up from his station—already filed it away. Leonid sat stone-faced. Matteo wandered in still reading something. Lucian arrived and said zero words. Everything looked normal. Except it wasn't.
Val had been making breakfast for two every morning since the day after the desk. Raven had stopped pretending she didn't notice.
Raven dropped her files on the table, uncapped her pen, and the briefing kicked off.
