Chapter 9 The First Spark

• Nathan POV
• The luxury of a billion-dollar empire was that it allowed you to hide your sins behind pristine marble and gold-leaf doors. The tragedy was that the doors were always made of glass.
• By nine o’clock the next morning, the executive floor of the Hale Group headquarters was already buzzing with high-pressure energy. Financial analysts hurried between glass cubicles, legal advisors carried thick folders of the impending downtown acquisition, and the constant hum of the central heating system struggled against the freezing morning rain lashing the windows.