Hellgate Uprising

"Didn't see that coming the org's director and their golden boy, tangled up together this whole time."

"Explains a lot, actually. Bet the two of them cooked up the whole scheme to push Kael Mercer out."

"And then turned around and trashed his name online afterward. Cowards, the both of them."

Behind the closed door of Cynthia's private office, a forensics team worked in careful, practiced silence, bagging evidence, dusting for prints, cataloging every inch of the scene around two bodies that had gone cold hours ago.

The office itself felt wrong somehow too neat, too undisturbed, like the room hadn't fully registered that something violent had happened inside it.

A few of them kept their voices low, trading commentary that had nothing to do with procedure.

"Enough." The reprimand cracked across the room, sharp and immediate. "Keep your opinions to yourselves and focus on the job."