The Golden Master
The memo lay on the polished mahogany table, its edges sharp against the grain, detailing the immediate reassignment of all senior client portfolios from Elias Thorne’s desk to those of the new acquisition team. Elias read the sentence three times, his eyes tracing the sterile font that declared his twenty-four years of actuarial service obsolete, a verdict signed with the casual authority of a...
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