The doors slid open with a pneumatic hiss, revealing a sprawling reception area bathed in dim, amber light. The storm outside cast shifting shadows across the polished marble floor.

At the far end, past a desk of black glass and chrome, a set of mahogany doors stood closed. A nameplate read simply: Chairman Valko — EonCore Tech.

A secretary—young, with sharp features and nervous eyes—looked up from her terminal. She offered a practiced smile.