Chapter 10 · free to read
Ten years to learn that the fastest way to destroy a man is not to burn what he owns. It is to buy it, legally, in daylight, and make him watch you count.
Forty-one point eight was mine, bought at a price that will bankrupt me if I am wrong. Thirty-nine point two was his, and it was never going to grow. Four point one belonged to a widow in Busan who has never seen this building.
He had one answer ready for every question in that room. The one he did not have was the name of the mill.
I sat in the chair my father was refused a meeting in. It was not warm. Nothing about it was anything.
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