The morning news didn't just break. It erupted.
"In an unprecedented breach of high-level security, Theodore Armani — heir to Armani Fashions — found dead in his private suite at the top of the famed Renaissance Tower."
The anchor's voice carried that practiced blend of sympathy and scandal.
"Authorities report no signs of forced entry. CCTV systems appear to have been remotely disabled prior to the incident. The incident is already drawing comparisons to last year's series of unsolved, high-profile computer intrusions."
The city froze. Traffic on the arterial highways stalled. Commuters stared at their phones, unable to process the scale of the shock.
Every channel ran the same headline. Every influencer was live.
The nation's golden boy — designer, philanthropist, celebrity heir — reduced to a body and a mystery. The sheer arrogance of the crime—to strike a man so visible, so protected—sent a ripple of fear through every mansion and penthouse in the city.
