I stood at the window until the fireworks grew sparse and the traffic below thinned.
Then I turned and looked around the office. My father's desk stood beside his bookcases. On the wall hung the framed brass plaque he had installed himself: Steady Steps, Lasting Success.
It had been there for 30 years. The brass had dulled slightly, but the engraved words remained clear and strong.
This empire was my father's lifetime's work. Now it was mine to lead, and I would never surrender it to anyone.
2 months later, as the first spring rain fell, I signed the last document on my desk.
Graham placed the final case report before me. An official archive label marked the upper-right corner of the brown file folder.
Final Verdict - Legal Department
I opened it.
The evidence of Dominic an
