The elevator doors slid open with a soft, hydraulically assisted sigh. To anyone else, the 13th floor of the Kintridge Building looked like the rest of the renovated office spaces: minimalist, chrome-accented, and aggressively neutral. But for Elara, the threshold of was a tripwire.
Elara set down her coffee. “I don’t understand. What is this place?” k-suite
The keycard worked. The door clicked open. The elevator doors slid open with a soft,