Chapter 15: The Fall of a Tyrant
The walk to the construction site felt different today. Maybe it was the weight of my new uniform, the tailored jacket resting perfectly on my shoulders. Or maybe it was the union paper in my pocket, a silent promise that today would be the last day Nathan ever walked over us.
When I arrived at the site, I noticed something was off immediately. The usual early-morning chatter was gone, replaced by a tense, suffocating silence. Workers were clustered near the main gate, their expressions grim.
And then I saw him.
Nathan positioned himself at the heart of the crowd, arms folded, exuding superiority. However, he was not by himself.
Next to him stood a man wearing a stylish black suit, shiny shoes, and slender-framed glasses. His stance was rigid, deliberate, and every aspect of him exuded command. His simple presence seemed authoritative, akin to a judge ready to announce a final decision.
My vision flickered.
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[System Interface]
Name: Damian Voss
Job: Corporate Lawyer (A-Rank)
Skills: