The Unseen Operative

Previously

…“Marie,” Pamela’s voice was low, a rumble that cut through the suffocating silence. It held no warmth, only a professional assessment. Marie managed a weak nod, her throat tight. She couldn’t articulate the complex tangle of emotions that Pamela’s arrival evoked – relief, resentment, a desperate need for familiarity. Pamela stepped into the study, her gaze sweeping over the room with an unnerving intensity. Her eyes, sharp and analytical, missed nothing.