August Visitor and Unexpected News

Grant Hall sat alone in his dimly lit office, the soft glow of his computer screen casting shadows across the cluttered desk. Outside, the city buzzed with life even as the night descended, but inside the confines of his office, the atmosphere was one of solitude and silence, just as he loved it.

As the hours stretched on, Grant's thoughts were consumed by the case that had consumed his every waking moment—a puzzle with more questions than answers, and stakes higher than he dared to imagine.

Just as he resigned himself to another long night of solitary work, a gentle knock at the door shattered the silence. Startled, Grant glanced up to see Wren standing in the doorway, a small bag of food in her hand and a small smile on her face.

"Wren," Grant greeted her with a weary smile, gesturing for her to come in. "What brings you here at this hour?"

Wren stepped into the office, her gaze meeting Grant's with a mixture of unreadable feelings and determination. "I knew you'd be working late to