Deanforestworks -

Not a showroom desk. A working desk. One with a hidden drawer for secrets, a surface worn smooth by elbows and anger and late-night breakthroughs. He'd build it for himself. No client. No deadline. Just the truth of the grain.

Now the cursor blinked beside the empty text field: Site Title . deanforestworks

The domain name glowed on the screen: .

He shut the phone off.