MARION

Some days later…

“It’s all done, Mr. Whitfield,” my project manager said as I entered the newly built casino.

I paused just inside the grand lobby, my eyes sweeping over the finished marble floors, the towering chandeliers, the intricate gold inlay along the walls. What had once been a skeleton of steel and dust now breathed with life, elegance, and power. My vision had turned into reality.

“Wildfire,” I muttered under my breath, the name rolling off my tongue with ...