The tremor came first.Beatrice noticed it while signing a routine document, the pen dragging slightly across the page instead of gliding as it always had. She paused, lifted her hand, and waited for the steadiness she commanded in boardrooms and crises alike.It did not return.She set the pen down carefully, irritation flickering before discipline reasserted itself. Irritation was a luxury she could not afford. Not now.“You should rest,” her physician said later that afternoon, voice professional but edged with insistence. “The stress is no longer hypothetical.”Beatrice listened without interruption.“How much time,” she asked.
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