At T&R Enterprise, Thor sat behind his desk, focused, a stack of documents spread out before him. He signed papers with surgical precision, as if the work itself were an escape. His refuge. His way of forgetting his own wreckage.

He wore a charcoal-gray suit, impeccable, his face serious and his eyes tired. He hadn’t slept well—not out of remorse but out of anger. Out of wounded pride. Out of something he couldn’t yet name.

His phone, lying silent in the corner of his desk, had been vibrating s