Chapter 20 - In the Black

By the time Sunday evening rolled around, the apartment was filled with a deep, unbreakable peace.
I stood by the kitchen window, watching the streetlights flicker on as twilight settled over Boston.
My life had undergone the ultimate audit. The toxic liabilities of my family’s old world had been scrubbed clean, the fraudulent ledgers of elite entitlement had been shredded, and every single asset—from our little home on Elm Street to the structural heart of Harrington Home Group—was built on a foundation of absolute truth and hard work.
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I raised a mug of coffee toward the glowing skyline in a silent toast.
The audit was officially complete. The ledgers were balanced, the liabilities were cleared, and the future was entirely in my hands.