The Cycle of Fate
The air in the boardroom of Vane Capital smelled of expensive ozone and cold ambition. Julian Vane, the youngest managing director in the firm's history, stared at the digital ticker tape scrolling across the wall. He felt a familiar shiver—not of fear, but of recognition. Six months ago, Julian had discovered a leather-bound journal in his grandfather's attic. It belonged to Silas Vane, a...
0 Comments 0 Shares 4 Views 0 Reviews