"Push the dark-pool orders through now," I said, leaning over the terminal inside the Brooklyn terminal while typing furiously. "If we don't corner their liquidity before six, we lose the entire defense."
"They're masking the institutional bids," Jax said, his fingers flying across his keyboard beside mine. "Someone is absorbing our leverage in real time."
"Then double the trade size." My pulse hammered against my ribs as I stared at the cascading red lines across the monitors. "Drive them out into the open market where they can't hide."
"If we double down and miss, we collapse our own cash reserves before the opening bell," he warned, turning his head to lock eyes with me. "You're taking a massive risk, Vivienne."
"We don't have a choice," I snapped, slamming my hand onto the desk. "M
