The morning sunlight spread across the top floor of Hale Tower, where Victor Hale stood quietly beside the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking Riverton.
The city was already awake.
Traffic flowed through the streets below.
Businessmen hurried toward meetings.
Construction cranes dotted the skyline.
Victor calmly sipped his coffee as Marcus entered his office carrying several documents.
"You asked for today's reports, sir."
Victor turned around.
"Anything unusual?"
Marcus placed the files neatly on the desk.
"There are updates regarding Kingston Group."
Victor nodded.
"They've advanced to the final evaluation stage for the international energy project."
"As expected."
Marcus continued.
"The National Fashion Excellence Competition has also finalized its preliminary list of ap
