The Unspoken Accord
THE MESSAGE: "The shield of light is a predictable move. Admirable, but expected. It raises the stakes, indeed. Now the game is worth playing. Let's see how the fortress holds when the foundation is invited to crumble from within. Check your guest list."
A cold dread seized the room. William scrambled for his tablet, pulling up the highly secured, triple-vetted guest list for the upcoming “Future Mothers” charity gala, the very event chosen for the announcement.
His eyes scrolled frantically. Sponsors, donors, allies. Nothing.
Then, at the very bottom, in the section for last-minute additions approved by the event coordinator, he saw it. Added just that morning.
Mr. Viktor Strom.
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