For several seconds after Marcus ended the call, the room remained completely silent.
Not the ordinary kind of silence.
The heavy kind.
The kind that settled into the walls and refused to move.
Damian felt like the floor beneath him had shifted slightly.
Unstable.
Uncertain.
Dangerous.
"They scanned me," he repeated quietly.
The words sounded unreal even to his own ears.
As if someone else had spoken them.
As if the truth had arrived from a distance and landed directly in the middle of the room.
Kendrick stood perfectly still beside the desk.
His posture remained controlled.
Measured.
Unshaken on the surface.
But his mind was already moving rapidly.
Biometric scanners.
Corporate security.
Medical classification technology.
Walker Corporation used the most advanced systems available.
Systems designed to notice things ordinary machines missed.
They detected pheromone irregularities.
Health risks.
Genetic markers.
Anything that could affect workplace safety.
