The phone hadn't stopped vibrating since dawn.
It started with a single alert. One I expected was the usual pre-market fluctuations, nothing dramatic. Then another buzz. And another. Then my CFO's name flashed across the screen at an hour he'd never call unless something was burning.
By the time I dragged myself out of bed, the line between concern and anger had already blurred.
Navarro Industries wasn't just stable.
It was ironclad.
Unshakeable.
Built to withstand storms bigger than rumors.
So when the numbers dipped slightly, not significantly, but enough to get the board texting like nervous pigeons, I knew it wasn't random.
Somebody pushed it.
Somebody wanted disruption.
