KANE
A mahogany desk worth more than most salaries.
No personal photos.
No distractions.
Just control.
The morning passed in meetings. Reports. Security threats. New AI developments.
His competitors called him ruthless.
His employees called him unstoppable.
Neither was wrong.
Tomorrow night would be his last fight.
Once, the underground ring had been his escape. The violence, the impact, the silence it brought to everything in his head.
But things were different now.
Now, he had something to lose.
Kane leaned back in his chair, the city stretching endlessly beyond the glass.