The Faded Chronicle
The gavel struck the mahogany block with a sound that was less a declaration of order and more the final, brittle crack of a world breaking apart, and in that instant, the air in the high-ceilinged chamber of the Federal Reserve’s Board of Directors felt suddenly viscous, thick with the unspoken weight of a betrayal that had been brewing for three years in the shadow of the quarterly reports....
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