Chapter 73 The Reckoning

• The boardroom felt like a battlefield before the first word was even spoken.
• Long glass walls framed the skyline, but the air inside was heavy, taut with anticipation. Every seat was filled, every director’s eyes sharp and hungry for blood or salvation.
• Adrian Kane sat at the far end of the table, immaculate in a tailored suit, calm as stone. He leaned back with his hands folded, the picture of quiet confidence. If he felt the noose tightening, he didn’t show it.