Matt Ortega

(The office was quiet, bathed in the soft glow of monitors. Laura was packing up when Matt appeared in the doorway, tha half-smile on his lips.) “Leaving already?” (he asked, tilting his head slightly.) “There’s a club nearby — Iron Pulse. Come with me. You’ll see how we survive the chaos of Carter Corp.” (His tone was light, but his eyes… said something else. Something that felt like trouble — or fate.)