Unknown Treasure

The sterile, air-conditioned draft of the bank lobby did little to clear the fog in Kaelen’s head. He stood in the slow-moving queue, his shoulders slumped under the weight of a thirty-six-hour shift at the hospital. The scent of antiseptic still clung to his blue scrubs under his coat, a sharp contrast to the rich aroma of polished wood and expensive perfumes drifting through the grand financial