Caleb
The glass tower of Cheshire Enterprises shimmered like arrogance under the afternoon sun, as if mocking anyone who approached it without power.
Everything about the building exuded control. The clean lines, the mirrored windows, the silence of security guards who didn’t bother to acknowledge your presence unless you were someone important.
I hated coming here.
Once, I had walked into buildings like this and people had bowed their heads. Once, I had made deals that left my competitors broken, desperate, crawling for scraps.
But now… Now I was the one crawling.
My company, Redstone Logistics, was dying.
Revenues were down, half my investors had pulled out, and my last three expansion plans had been laughed out of the market.
I needed a miracle. And unfortunately, that miracl
