MIRA

The next morning, I attend a private summit in one of the tallest glass towers in the city. Nora Global has been invited to pitch a partnership with a massive international trade conglomerate. A deal large enough to triple our global reach.

The boardroom is elegant, silent, and intimidating. A man steps inside. Tall. Dark suit. Eyes sharp enough to cut stone. He extends his hand.

"Mrs. Meliś. I'm grateful you agreed to meet."

There's something familiar about him. His posture, the tilt of ...