The morning after the call from the mountains, Sebastian was standing inside Ravenscroft Group headquarters.
Alone.
For a long moment, he simply looked around. The building was quiet. Not completely silent, but quieter than usual.
Employees were only beginning to arrive. Elevators moved between floors. Security personnel exchanged greetings. Assistants carried coffee cups and tablets through the lobby.
Normal things. Ordinary things.
Yet none of it felt ordinary to Sebastian anymore.
Because for the first time since founding Ravenscroft Group, he was preparing to leave it behind. The realization felt strange.
Painful, even. His eyes traveled across the massive glass atrium.
Twenty years earlier, none of this had existed. No headquarters. No global contracts. No thousands of employees.
No billion-dollar operations. Just one rented office.One desk. One secondhand computer.
