Empire in Freefall

Damon stared at the screen. Numbers in red. Everywhere. Bleeding across the graphs, across the charts, across everything he had built.

Thirty percent. Gone. In one day. Just like that.

His phone vibrated. Buzzed. Nonstop. Calls from investors. Emails from analysts. Messages from the board. Panic in every word. Fear. Anger. Blame.

He could not answer. Could not speak. Could not think.

How had this