The Lightbringer
I The crash came on a Thursday, which was appropriate because Thursdays had always been Tom Whitfield's least favorite day of the week. He stood on the floor of the New York Stock Exchange and watched the numbers on the board bleed red, felt the heat of ten thousand men panicking at once, and understood with perfect clarity that his life was over. Not his fortune—though that was certainly gone....
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