Chasing Shadows

Darius

The faint rustle of paper was the only sound in the room as I flipped through the document on my desk, page after page of useless fragments. Numbers, dates, reports, none of it giving me what I actually needed.

Across from me, Brant cleared his throat carefully, his voice steady but edged with nerves. “The IP address was traced straight to this house, sir,” he said. “But there’s no other i