All he needed was forty one percent and he could out vote his aunt and uncle, their wretched cheap w***e daughter, that Thomys fool, and his traitorous wife's block. If he could snatch that he'd have controlling interest and could kick them out of the Citadel legally.
The overnight trading volume of available shares continued to rise and the price kept falling lower and lower as new entrants to the selling frenzy struggled to underbid those already in panicked selling mode. Kazimir giggled almost manically as he picked up tens and hundreds of thousands of shares with his gains every few minutes, effectively for free. He had not even begun to touch his personal reserves from his own short selling of the stock; he'd kept his credits separate from the rest of the Syndicate's offering. Th
