1.THE GLASS WALL

Fri, 26 Jun 2026 07:07:16 +0000

From the forty-second floor, the city of Boston didn't look like a city at all. It looked like a circuit board, a geometric sprawl of lights and wires that pulsed with a predictable, efficient rhythm. Caleb Thorne stood at the floor-to-ceiling window of his corner office, his reflection a ghostly silhouette against the night sky. He took a sip of scotch, the ice clinking softly against the crystal, the only sound in the silent, sterile room.