The elevator doors slid shut with a soft, final click, sealing the four of us inside the sleek steel box. I had stayed late at the office again, trying to finish the quarterly projections my bosses had demanded by morning. I never expected to end up trapped with all three of them.Alexander Voss, CEO. Damien Kane, CFO. Elias Blackwood, COO.The three men who practically owned the company — and, in many ways, everyone in it. At twenty-four, I was the youngest senior analyst in the firm, and I had always kept my head down, worked harder than everyone else, and stayed professional. But tonight, the universe seemed determined to test me.The elevator jolted to a sudden stop between the 37th and 38th floors. The lights flickered once, then steadied. A low, mechanical voice announced through the speaker: “Technical malfunction. Maintenance has been notified. Please remain calm.”I pressed the emergency button anyway. Nothing happened.“Great,” I muttered under my breath, adjusting the strap
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