That moment Elena noticed terror in her brother’s stare, everything shifted without a word spoken. Fear arrived quietly through his gaze instead of sound. Fright wasn’t something Daniel met often. He walked through life steady on his feet. There he was, inside her place, skin ghostlike, teeth tight, fingers shaking around the phone. “They’re pulling out,” he said. “Who?” “All of them.” Elena frowned. “That doesn’t make sense. We just signed the expansion - ” “They were pressured.” That word. Pressured. Frost traced a slow line along her back. “By who?” His eyes met hers. She paused - something new before replying. Fifteen minutes past noon, Elena stepped inside Laurent Holdings. A hush hung around its walls, thick like velvet. Not shouting, just there solid, unbothered. Glass panels caught light without blinking. Strength didn’t need noise here. Shape cut upward, sharp but calm. Money stayed still, never flashing. Fifty percent of the town sat in
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