Author's POV
The next morning was picture-perfect for golf. Clear skies, a light breeze, and greens so flawless they looked like a screensaver.
It was the kind of day that made rich men feel invincible.
Xavier Durant stood at the first tee, club in hand, looking every bit like a man without a worry.
His Stoneheart Industries polo fit him perfectly as he turned to Jinn Reynolds, CEO of Horizon Technologies.
"I really can't say sorry enough for what happened at our offices,"Xavier said, lining up his shot. "These days, corporate sabotage comes in all kinds of flavors."
Jinn, a solidly built man in his sixties with salt-and-pepper hair and skin weathered by time and stress, just waved him off.
"Business is just war in nicer clothes,"he replied, his voice rough from year
