Alexander
Some things break silently, without a sound, without announcing their collapse. They simply change the way you see everything else.
I didn't stop functioning after talking to Hale. I didn't stop working, I didn't stop being the same man in front of Clara. But something did change… Now every move had a more precise purpose. Colder, more calculated.
…
"The permit report doesn't add up."
Clara's voice came clear and firm from the other side of the work table in Boston.
The plan was spread out between us, covered in annotations, markings, and adjusted dates. And delays… Too many.
I leaned slightly over the document, as if it were the first time I'd seen it.
"Which part?"
"Block C approval," she replied, pointing. "This should have been signed three days ago."
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