"Then you will observe," Scarlet said, her tone sharpened with authority. "You will not panic. You will not sell out of fear."
Her gaze narrowed on the floating chart as though she were staring down a living opponent, a creature she intended to defeat with nothing more than calculation and will.
"You will move only with strategy."
Cassie forced herself to stay still, though her knee bounced so violently the chair vibrated beneath her. The market taunted her, rising and falling with the kind of wild unpredictability that could drive a new trader insane.
Then, suddenly, the stock surged. Not a polite climb. A violent, breathtaking leap.
The candle shot upward in a long, aggressive green streak, almost tearing through the chart.
Cassie gasped. "Scarlet, Seb, it's climbing!
