The Savoy had long settled into the ghostly quiet of a deserted cold night, but the corner suite still hummed with fierce purpose. Som, sat surrounded by the infrastructure of Arturo's global dream. Hunched over his large desk, fingers flying across three monitors, Someshwar felt the familiar burn of fierce dedication. Shoulders squared, jaw set, every move precise.

His shirt was rumpled now, but his focus was absolute. Tarini needed a fortress of flawless support and He had transformed into just that. He finalized the complex vendor contracts and double checked Tarini’s visa documentation, his sharp eyes missing nothing.