Croft POV.
The silence of the mansion was different today. It was not the empty silence of a vault. I stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, the city sprawled below me like a circuit board I had spent a lifetime mastering. Today, a new, vital connection would be soldered into place.
My lonely life was about to be replaced by something mighty. My beautiful Jennifer was about to say yes to me at that altar.
Jennifer was not merely another acquisition. She was a force multiplier. In her, I had not found a pretty companion to adorn my arm, but a strategic partner who understood the architecture of power because she had been crushed by it and had rebuilt herself from the rubble.
I would achieve consolidation. The Morgan assets, now fully under Jennifer’s control and soon, under the umbre
