Arthur leaned over the glass conference table, palms braced, eyes locked on the cascading lines of data reflected in the darkened windows. The city glimmered beyond the tower like a million indifferent witnesses, but inside the room, the air was tight with calculation and something sharper—anticipation edged with dread.“Run it again,” he said, voice clipped.Sophia didn’t look up. Her fingers moved fast, precise, nails tapping a rhythm she’d learned to trust more than her pulse. Screens shifted, timelines collapsing and reassembling, numbers bleeding into one another until patterns emerged like ghosts. “I already did,” she replied. “Twice.”Arthur straightened, jacket sliding back from his shoulders. “Then explain how seven figures vanish without triggerin
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