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Chapter 79: Breaking Point

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Morning arrives with headlines. Not one. Several.

By the time the HQ Floor begins filling with people balancing coffee cups and laptops, three separate business publications have already released opinion pieces. Then a fourth appears before nine o'clock.

Different authors. Different publications. The same conversation. Katherine notices it because her media monitoring dashboard begins refreshing faster than usual.

One notification. Then another. Then another. She opens the first article.

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