Variant V-03: The Hollow Victory
The rain in Los Angeles doesn't wash anything away; it just makes the grime shine. I’ve spent ten years perfecting the art of the "innocent man." In the boardrooms of the West Coast, I am Leo Vance: the bumbling heir, the man who trips over his own feet and laughs at jokes he doesn't understand. It’s a beautiful mask. While the sharks were busy mocking my tie, I was quietly buying their debts....
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