Chapter 93

Cassandra stood there, absorbing the energy of the room and the sharpness of the challenge that had just unfolded. The skyline of the city loomed in the distance, and while outsiders couldn’t see the deeper layers of the dynamics playing out in front of her, she could. What they saw was Michael standing still, defeated, shaken by a single calculated move. But Cassandra wasn’t playing their game. The spectacle they witnessed might’ve seemed like a small win a trivial moment in the grander scheme of things but it wasn’t. Not for her.