The Glass Ceiling's Edge
The air in the 60th-floor boardroom of Sterling & Thorne was filtered to a clinical purity, devoid of any scent of the city below. Adrian sat at the head of the table, his eyes fixed on the flickering green lines of the "Fear-Tensor" on his monitor. He didn't see numbers; he saw the collective anxiety of ten thousand investors, a shimmering map of human panic. Adrian had entered Wall Street as...
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