Lisa

the message from Lisa’s assistant had been brief and unusually urgent: Executive Office. Immediately By the time nola arrived at the top floor, most employees had already returned to their desks, leaving the executive wing quiet enough that every footstep seemed louder than normal. The door to Lisa Voss’s office was already open. "Come in." Lisa sat behind her desk, posture immaculate as always. Floor-to-ceiling windows framed the city skyline behind her, turning the office into something closer to a throne room than a workspace. Several folders lay neatly arranged on the desk. Promotion reports. Performance evaluations. Budget approvals. Important documents. Normal documents. What wasn't normal was the black leather collar resting beside them. Her fingers tapped lightly against the pol