The Envelope That Changed Everything

air, and slipped toward a side corridor, my heels clicking quietly against stone. The hallway was cooler, emptier, lit by small sconces that cast warm pools of light on the walls.

And then I heard Michael’s voice.

Low.

Urgent.

I stopped so abruptly my breath caught.

He was around the corner, partly hidden by a stone column, phone pressed to his ear. He continue reading …