Third person's POV
Liora hoped, quietly, cautiously, that the worst was now behind her. The decisive meeting had ended, authority established, lines redrawn. The shareholders who had once spoken too loudly now kept their heads down, their emails brief and deferential. Even so, Liora knew better than to relax completely. Power never settled without friction; it only shifted where the pressure lay.
Still, as she stood by the window of her temporary office in Pack Ace and looked out at the city’s glowing skyline, she allowed herself a measured breath. For now, at least, the Quinn Group was hers to steer.
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Raya, on the other hand, had no intention of steering anything responsibly. The moment she learned—through a single, offhand message—that Liora was in Pack Ace, her decision w
