The First Salvo
Author: Ivy Rogers
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The news broke at exactly seven in the morning, timed perfectly to catch the breakfast crowd and the pre-market trading rush.

Derick was in his home gym when his phone started buzzing with the kind of relentless persistence that meant something had gone very wrong or very right. He finished his last rep, set the weights down before picking up the phone.

Lily's message.

“Turn on the Business Network now”.

Derick grabbed the remote and switched on the mounted television. The screen flickered to l
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