Chapter 32
The sound of the grand hall doors closing behind them was the final boundary marker. Inside, the twelve members of the executive committee remained in their seats, their faces a collective study in careful neutrality. They were men and women who had spent their careers reading the tea leaves of the global market, yet none of them had anticipated the total shift in power that had just taken place. Emily didn't take the seat at the side of the table. She remained standing at the head of the obsidian board, her hands resting flat against the polished surface. Alejandro stood just a step behind her right shoulder, his arms crossed over his chest, his shadow lengthening across the room as the mid-morning sun climbed higher. "The Pacific joint venture is fully executed," Emily began, her voice
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