#Chapter 32: The Unsent Letter

Declan’s POV I prefer working in the early morning hours when the rest of the world is asleep. There’s something soothing about the world around 3 and 4 am. Nothing is due that early. All the bars are closed, the coffee shops not yet open. It feels like a stolen, frozen moment. I also enjoy how very quiet it is. As I sit at my desk in my office, I swear I can hear every creak in the estate. There isn’t a mouse who could enter this building at that time without me being aware of it. So when I hear footsteps sneaking around, I’m instantly suspicious. A burglar won’t be fool enough to break into this house, and likely couldn’t, given our security. Whoever is sneaking around is someone who already has permission to be here. Silently, I stand from my desk and enter the hallway, I move to the stairwell and muffle my footsteps as I make my way down. Sticking to the shadows, I remain practically invisible as I exit into the main hall. There, I see Ollie pushing an envelope into the s