Cracks in the GameMorning light filtered through the tall windows of Blackwood Enterprises, but the air inside felt heavy with anticipation. Isabella walked in, holding a cup of coffee, her steps deliberate. The office was quieter than usual. A tension lingered, but it wasn’t entirely Clara’s doing this time. There was a shift, a subtle awareness among the staff: something had changed overnight.Adrian met her in the lobby, his usually impassive face shadowed with both concern and a hint of satisfaction. “They’re moving too fast,” he said, voice low, almost conspiratorial. “Clara is pushing all her pieces too soon, and it’s creating cracks in her own game.”Isabella raised an eyebrow. “Cracks?”“Yes,” Adrian said, glancing around. “Some of the insiders feeding her information are slipping. Hesitation, fear, conflicting interests—it’s starting to show. If we act now, we can turn it against her.”A thrill of determination ran through Isabella. For weeks, she had been on the defensive,
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