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Chapter 12

Author: Barry
last update publish date: 2026-03-30 20:04:47

POV: Mara Kade

"The integration plan is unacceptable."

I slide the document across Adrian's desk, watching his jaw tighten.

"You reviewed it for three hours."

"I reviewed it for three hours and found twelve points of termination. Your team wants to absorb my engineers, not integrate them."

"Your engineers would report to joint leadership. Not elimination. Reassignment."

"Reassignment is elimination when culture is destroyed." I lean forward, palms flat on his desk. "Kade Systems operates on aut
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