The company building was terrifying.
Not in a haunted way.
In a “one wrong financial decision here could collapse three economies” kind of way.
The car stopped smoothly in front of a towering glass skyscraper that disappeared into the clouds itself.
Massive silver letters stretched across the entrance.
‘Horizon Crown Holdings.’
One of the largest conglomerates in Hong Kong.
Maybe Asia.
Maybe the entire planet honestly.
I stared up slowly through the SUV window.
“…That building has its own atmosphere.”
Beside me, Adrian barely glanced up from his tablet.
“Try not to embarrass Voss Industries.”
“I suddenly can’t breathe.”
“You’re dramatic.”
“I’m serious. These people probably own islands.”
“They do.”
I turned sharply.
“THEY DO?”
Adrian finally looked at me, completely calm
