Chapter 30 - .30 Jason
Jason stretched his arms overhead as morning light filtered through the penthouse blinds. The city below was already awake, buzzing with movement, headlines, and ambition. He slid out of bed, padded barefoot to the kitchen, and poured himself a black coffee. No sugar. No distractions.
He brought the mug to his lips, took a sip—
"Hawk—disgusting," he muttered, grimacing as he set the mug back down. Bitter. Stale. He made a mental note to change the supplier.
His phone buzzed on the counter.
Notification: Trending Topics
– "C&B’s Grand Opening Still Dominating Local Buzz!"
– "What’s Next for NovaForm Studio Under Mysterious New Leadership?"
– "Long-Time Antique Scam Ring Brought Down in Surprise Bust. Several High-Value Victims Speak Out."
Jason raised an eyebrow at the last one.
About time.
He didn’t need to read further. The timing lined up too well with the mess from the night before.