The diner was quiet, the hum of the neon sign outside barely audible against the chatter of a few late-night patrons. Eva sat in the corner booth, her laptop open in front of her, her eyes glued to the screen. When Darron slid into the seat across from her, she didn't look up right away.
She was a former protege of his, someone he had mentored during his earlier days in the field. But tonight, she wasn't his student. She was a colleague—and maybe, just maybe, the only person who truly understood the gravity of the situation.
"You're late," she said, a playful tone in her voice, but her eyes were full of concern.
Darron didn't smile. "I've been busy. And I'm not sure I should be here."
Eva raised an eyebrow. "What's that supposed to mean?"
"Everything's changing. The market isn't random anymore. I think someone's manipulating it," Darron said, his voice low, urgent.
Eva's eyes narrowed. "We've talked about this before. But this time... this feels different. The data you're showing me—there's something hidden there. Something we haven't seen before."
Darron leaned in closer, his voice barely a whisper. "That's what I'm trying to tell you. Someone—maybe a group—is controlling the flow. And it's getting bigger."
Eva's fingers hesitated over her keyboard, and for a moment, she said nothing. "What are you saying? That we're all just playing along without realizing it?"
Darron's mind raced. "Exactly. We're being played. But I don't think we're the only ones involved. I think whoever's behind this is setting up the pieces for something bigger."
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Market Forces
غموض / إثارةIn a world where power is currency and betrayal is a cost of doing business, Darron Brooks is forced to confront the ultimate deception. Once a rising star in corporate finance, Darron uncovers a web of corruption led by the enigmatic Arbitrator-a m...
