I sat at my desk in the hallway, leaned back in my chair, watching the elevator doors slide open and shut. People came and went in small waves. Some greeted me with a nod or a quick hello, some walked past without a word, and others acted like I wasn't even there. I laced my fingers behind my head and stretched, letting the chair tilt back slightly as I exhaled.
I glanced to my right. Nala had someone in her office again, her door half open, voices low but focused. Business as usual.
The elevator doors opened once more, and Amelia stepped out. She spotted me immediately and walked over, her pace brisk as always.
"Hey," she said. "Can you believe it? Anotta is backing our company."
"Well," I replied, straightening up a little, "only Project Phoenix. Not the whole company."
Amelia adjusted her glasses, her expression serious. "Project Phoenix is the company. This is a huge deal."
"Yeah," I said after a moment, "I guess you're right."
