Chapter 93

• I stood there, absorbing the energy of the room and the sharpness of the challenge that had just unfolded. The skyline of the city loomed in the distance, and while outsiders couldn’t see the deeper layers of the dynamics playing out in front of me, I could. What they saw was Michael standing still, defeated, shaken by a single calculated move.
• But I wasn’t playing their game. The spectacle they witnessed might’ve seemed like a small win a trivial moment in the grander scheme of things but it wasn’t. Not for me.
• Vivian’s laughter echoed through the room, but there was no real amusement behind it. Instead, it was laced with biting criticism. She was furious, of course.