Chapter 32: Control Was the Illusion

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Julian reads the timeline twice. “Three weeks to evidentiary review,” he says, tapping the printed schedule with a measured calm. “Preliminary hearings, then procedural narrowing. This is manageable.” His general counsel watches him carefully. “Manageable doesn’t mean favorable.” “It means predictable.” He leans back in his chair, the conference room lights casting a sterile glow across polished wood. “Judges favor precedent,” he continues. “Precedent favors economic stability. Economic stability favors me.” “You’re assuming this remains economic.” “It is.” She slides a tablet across the table. “Then explain that.” A new filing notification glows on the screen. Supplemental disclosure addendum. He frowns slightly. “Another?” “Yes.” He opens it. The language is clean. Unemoti

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