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Chapter 209: Funeral on Wall Street

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The war did not end with a bang. It ended with a bell.

New York City. 9:29 AM.

The floor of the New York Stock Exchange was a cauldron of nervous energy. Rumors had been swirling since dawn. The unexplained atmospheric anomaly in the Arctic had triggered a cascade failure in global satellite communications. The "Aurora Network"—the high-frequency trading algorithm that had allowed Cain’s shell companies to dominate the market for months—had suddenly gone silent.
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