Chapter 9

Mr. Harrison’s hand hovered over the mute button. He pressed it down, severing the audio feed so Arthur couldn't hear them. He looked at Victoria, his face pale.

"I have to flag this as federal fraud right now, Victoria. He just impersonated your authorization."

"Not yet," Victoria sai

Chapter 10

The Starlight Motel room felt even smaller once Arthur left to oversee the summit preparations at the St. Regis. The neon sign outside the window buzzed with an irritating, relentless hum.

Elara sat at the wobbly desk, ignoring the grime on the surface as she meticulously applied her m

Chapter 11

The grand ballroom of the Zenith Hotel was a masterclass in manufactured opulence. Crystal chandeliers the size of small cars dripped from the vaulted ceilings, casting a warm, golden glow over the three hundred venture capitalists, real estate tycoons, and high-society sycophants seated