The Glass Ceiling
The boardroom of Sterling & Thorne was a cathedral of glass and steel, designed to make anyone who entered feel small. Elena sat at the head of the table, her black suit tailored to a razor's edge. She didn't look at the men around her; she looked at the data. To Elena, the world was a series of patterns to be exploited and risks to be mitigated. Then there was Julian. Julian sat at the far end...
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