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Prologue: The Price of Hubris The crystal champagne flute shattered against the reinforced glass of VIP Suite 402, raining sparkling shards onto the luxury carpet overlooking the colossal expanse of AT&T Stadium. Eleanor Vance did not apologize for throwing it. She stood trembling, her knuckles white as she clutched the edge of the mahogany…
