C142 The Threshold

Third-Person POV

Layla sat alone in her room, the glow of her desk lamp casting long shadows across the walls. She had barely slept since the night she’d received the message from the Helixis executive. It was a man who called himself Victor.

His voice kept replaying in her head as she sat, the wine in her glass untouched.

“There are opportunities for people who prove themselves useful