Silent Office Secrets

The office corridor felt like a tomb of silence, the kind that lets you hear a file's true weight instead of the chatter above. I scrolled through last quarter's ledger, the numbers cracking like old bones under a quiet rain, and the story it hid was louder than any executive's announcement. Walking into the server room, the whir of the drives became a low, steady pulse that matched my own heartbeat. The risk was simple—one more glance at a locked folder, one more question asked—yet the silence made the answer feel inevitable. #TruthSeeker 🔍