The Puppet's Gambit

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The air in the boardroom was filtered, chilled, and devoid of any scent other than expensive cologne and desperation. I sat at the head of the table, the mahogany surface reflecting my own face back at me—sharp, cold, and entirely in control. Beside me, my brother Julian was checking his watch, a gesture of practiced impatience. We were the architects of the merger. We were the ones who had...

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