The world didn’t stop.
That was the strangest part.
After something breaks, you expect silence.
A pause.
A moment where everything acknowledges the impact.
But the world keeps moving.
Relentless.
Unapologetic.
Unaffected.
Morning bled into afternoon with mechanical precision.
Traffic surged.
Phones rang.
Coffee brewed.
Markets opened.
Lives continued.
And somewhere inside that ordinary rhythm, Ethan Blackwell’s empire began to unravel in real time.
The second...