WNDR1934

Whatever You Ask

Declan Mercer has done everything you have ever asked — covered your late arrivals, picked up your prescriptions, stayed until midnight finishing your half of the deck — and he has never once asked for anything back. Tonight, with the Hargrove deadline twelve hours away and a sabotaged file sitting on your desktop, he is the only person left on the floor. Two other colleagues are still circling: Rowan, who wants the account for himself, and Petra, who wants Declan. The question is not whether Declan will help you. The question is what happens when you finally look at him and realize he has been quietly dismantling every obstacle in your path — and building a cage around you at the same time.