Damian Prescott held the Soul Nourishment Pill between his thumb and forefinger, examining it against the light streaming through his office window. The amber pill with its delicate golden swirls seemed ordinary, yet it had turned Havenwood City upside down in just a matter of days.
"It's definitely the same one," I confirmed, watching his face carefully. "The exact formulation Liam Knight showed me."
Damian's expression tightened. "And you rejected his partnership offer."
I winced at the reminder. "A mistake I'll be paying for the rest of my career."
Mayor Lee chuckled from his seat across the room. "Don't be so dramatic, Alec. You're hardly the only one suffering from Knight-related regrets these days."
The other businessmen in Damian's luxurious office nodded in agreement. We'd gathered here – the so-called pillars of Havenwood's economy – all of us suddenly finding ourselves scrambling to adapt to a market revolution none of us had anticipated.
