The Hidden Past

A polished redwood box slid across the smooth mahogany table, stopping just inches from Kaelen’s hands.

The morning light flooded the VIP lounge at Eclipse, illuminating the intricate gold patterns on the walls. Valeria sat across from him, her posture flawless, a faint smile resting on her lips.

"Mr. Vance, consider this a token of my gratitude for your protection," Valeria said, gesturing to