POV: Callum | Rookeries operational building, then variousThe morning light was just starting to filter through the grimy windows of the Rookeries operational building when Alteroni showed up. Seven AM. The kind of arrival time that screamed "no sleep" or "vampire nap"—either way, he looked like someone who'd made a decision and was here to execute it, not debate it.I'd been camped out in this office since four AM, when Pip found me staring at the numbers: 24 hours, £220,000, the Mordaunt meeting, and the sickening feeling that I'd exhausted every option and was still £29k short of the deadline."Heard you're in some deep shit," Alteroni said, leaning against the doorway like he owned the place. No small talk, no "how are you holding up"—just straight to the point.I looked up, rubbing my eyes. "How'd you—""Jack's network." He pushed off the doorframe and crossed the room, dropping a document on my desk that looked suspiciously like a bank statement. "Three people knew before you t
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