Chapter 10 Unusual Feelings

• The pen scratched its final mark across the printed signature line. Cheap ink. One last humiliation.
• Marek closed the folder with care, not ceremony. “There. You got what you came for. The company’s yours. Logistics, warehouses, broken contracts, and busted forklifts. Enjoy the corpse.”
• Marek answered right away. "You know it hurts more because I’m the one holding the pen, not Kael. And because he didn’t even bother to stay and watch you give it up."