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Adrian’s Gambit

Author: Pamora
last update publish date: 2026-04-26 21:38:30

Adrian POV

By the time the third vote settles against me, the pattern is clear.

Not the outcome.

The rhythm.

Richard isn’t reacting to the votes.

He’s waiting.

That’s the part most people would miss.

They’d focus on the numbers.

Two against.

One for.

Four remaining.

But numbers are only surface-level.

Control sits underneath.

And right now—

He thinks he has it.

I lean back slightly in my chair, letting the silence stretch just a fraction longer than comfortable.

The board expect
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