The call came at 6:14 on a Tuesday morning.
Roman was already at his desk. He had been up since five, which had become the default since the penthouse went quiet. He was on his second coffee when Lars called and said three words before anything else.
"He moved. Now."
…
Lars had everything assembled by half past six. Hartwell was already in the conference room. Garrett was on the phone in the corner, one hand pressed flat on the table, jaw tight.
Three subsidiaries. Ashford Capital Partners. The Meridian fund. The Northern infrastructure holding. All three hit within a four-hour overnight window through separate vehicles that had no visible surface connection to each other. The debt positions were sized precisely: large enough to apply covenant pressure, small enough to look, to anyone
