After hanging up the phone, Dominic Mylod tucked his device away and stepped back into the bustling atmosphere of the sales center. Even though night had fallen over Duskhaven City, the interior was a kaleidoscope of brilliant spotlights and polished marble, as bright as high noon. The air was charged with that specific brand of predatory excitement unique to high-stakes real estate; the city’s elite and aspiring middle class were swarming the scale models of the new development like moths to a flame.
Dominic spotted Sienna Flynn near a sprawling architectural layout of the estate. A polished sales representative in a sharp blazer was gesturing toward the miniature buildings, her voice a practiced melody of luxury and exclusivity. Sienna was nodding politely, but her eyes lacked their usu
