"Can you help me find out what's in it?" Winter asked, handing the small glass bottle to Sean. Her voice was steady, but her fingers trembled slightly as she released it.
Sean's eyes narrowed as he carefully examined the bottle, holding it up to the light. "Right away," he promised, his tone turning serious. Without another word, he left, already heading toward his private lab to begin the analysis.
Winter let out a shaky breath before making her way toward Kalix's office. But the moment she stepped inside, she found it empty—no sign of the man who seemed to fill every corner of a room just with his presence.
A moment of hesitation gripped her before curiosity won out. Winter moved past his desk, her fingers lightly brushing against the polished wood, before slipping through the hidden door that led to his private suite.
The spacious suite was an elegant blend of dark wood, steel, and soft leather—a place that carried Kalix's unmistakable scent.
