TWO FACE FOR REVENGE
“Congratulations on the final sign-off. A remarkable technical achievement.”
We froze, instinctively falling back into the detached, professional distance of our public dynamic.
“You’re trespassing, Mr. Vos,” Andrea said, her voice instantly hardening. “Your company is under criminal investigation. I suggest you leave before I call building security.”
Vos barely spared her a glance. His eyes were fixed on the panoramic view of the London skyline, then settled on me.
“Trespassing? Perhaps,” Vos conceded, taking a slow step toward the glass wall. “But I didn't come here to talk about injunctions or the FCA. I came here to acknowledge the structural genius of the plan.”
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