Late Afternoon – Cinder Square
A sleek white sedan rolled to a smooth stop in front of the towering glass structure of Sterling Enterprises, its chrome emblem glinting in the sunlight. The heart of Cinder Square bustled with energy, but the moment the car door opened, the noise seemed to hush.
Kenan stepped out, his presence commanding even without effort. His dark tailored suit carried quiet authority, but his calm eyes and steady pace reflected a man who never let wealth corrode humility. Two bodyguards followed closely behind, alert yet disciplined.
Kenan lifted his gaze, following the glass façade of the skyscraper from the ground all the way to its glinting peak.
"Sterling Enterprises…" he murmured to himself. His lips curved faintly as if in thought, and then he strode inside.
The polished marble of the lobby gleamed beneath his shoes. The receptionist rose instantly, her voice polite and welcoming.
