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The silence in the boardroom had teeth.

Across the polished walnut table, the hum of the overhead LED fixtures seemed to drop an octave, drowned out by the muffled rumble of Line 4 running two floors below. A train of stamping presses cycling every twelve seconds. Thump-hiss. Thump-hiss. It was a rhythm I had measured in my sleep for half a decade.

Olivia didn’t take her eyes off my finger. The red stylus slipped a fraction of an inch in her manicured hand, its plastic tip grazing the surface of George Whitman’s five-year-old signature.

“Read it out loud, Marcus,” she said. Her voice had lost the crisp, boardroom cadence she’d used during her ninety-second opening monologue. It sounded dry, like paper being rubbed against concrete.

The consultant—whose lanyard identified him as Marcus Vance, Senior Enterprise Architect for an advisory firm out of Chicago—cleared his throat. He reached up, tapped his titanium-rimmed glasses higher on the bridge of his nose, and pulled his laptop an inch closer, though he was reading off the physical sheet I had laid between them.

“‘Section Seven: Intellectual Property, Licensing, and Proprietary Architecture,’” Marcus read. He paused, swallowed, and glanced sidelong at Olivia. “Go on,” she snapped.

“‘Subsection B: Proprietary Framework Independence. The Client expressly acknowledges that the software suite designated as Aegis Engine—including all runtime kernels, cross-chassis synchronizers, real-time telemetry brokers, and machine-learning predictive maintenance logic—remains the exclusive, unencumbered intellectual property of Peterson Automation Solutions, LLC. The Client is hereby granted a revocable, non-transferable, monthly enterprise license to access and utilize said framework, contingent upon active maintenance and oversight agreements.’”

Marcus stopped. He didn’t look up.

“There’s a Subsection C,” I pointed out gently. My hands remained flat on the table, resting on either side of the folder.

Marcus’s throat moved again. “‘Subsection C: Termination of License and Architecture Segregation. In the event of contract termination by either party, all licenses to execute, interface with, or compile against the Aegis Engine runtime layer terminate immediately upon the effective hour of separation. The Client retains ownership of raw transactional data, work-in-progress logs, and historical defect tables. Peterson Automation Solutions retains all underlying middleware, dynamic scheduler scripts, and hardware abstraction drivers.’”

Olivia’s mouth opened slightly. She looked from Marcus to the page, then up at me.

“What does that mean in plain English?” she asked. She wasn’t looking through me anymore. Her eyes were hard, calculating, and suddenly very narrow.

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