Chapter 15 The Lion's Den

• The boardroom at Lancaster Global had never felt so cold.
• Steve sat at the head of the long mahogany table, flanked by executives with polished smiles and sharpened knives. The air was saturated with tension the kind that warned of a coming storm. And this time, no one was pretending to be neutral.
• Sandra stood beside him, not in the shadows, but in full view. She wore a steel-gray suit, her dark hair swept into a bun, and eyes sharp with purpose. She wasn’t here as a plus-one. She was here as the woman who had gathered evidence, broken barriers, and now stood ready to crush Lucien Howe.