The Fourth Drawer

A glass tower in the City of London. A single lit floor in an empty building. An irregularity in the archived accounts that dates back twenty-three years.

The investigation leads James into the firm’s basement archive — files nobody has opened since the millennium. What he finds there connects to something much larger than a financial services company.

Some truths survive because nobody thinks to look in the fourth drawer.

“I used phones once. I wrote in red ink. I slept when the work was done.”