Jordan’s fingers hovered over the keyboard, the glow of the screen casting shadows across the cluttered desk. The numbers on the analytics dashboard pulsed like a heartbeat—traffic spiking, rankings climbing, conversions soaring. But something was wrong. The data didn’t align…
Maya traced the edges of the coffee mug, its handle chipped from years of use. The diner’s neon sign flickered above her, casting a pale glow over the cracked vinyl booths. She hadn’t set foot in Rivertown since the funeral,…
Maya leaned over her desk, fingers hovering above the keyboard as if summoning secrets from the screen. The glow of her monitor cast sharp shadows across the cluttered office, where stacks of coffee cups and half-finished reports competed for space…
Mara adjusted the dials on her vintage radio, the hum of the receiver blending with the static in her apartment. The air smelled of old wood and burnt coffee, a scent that clung to her like a second skin. She’d…