Chapter 27. Orchestra of Doom

“The reports coming in from mainland Grosthe today have it that Michael Watson has been spotted on his feet again. He was caught on camera walking with a staff into his family’s estate this morning. This would be the first time he is sighted since the shooting, the last report stating clearly that he was in a coma. Ryan, what do you have to say about this?” A blonde, middle-aged female in an oxblood suit, angles her gaze toward the chocolate-skinned TV presenter seated right next to her.

“Well, Phoebe, this is certainly a positive development, not just for Watson, but the Crofts as well,” He shifts his posture slightly, focusing his gaze on the camera.

“But there has been no reaction to this on the stock market, Ryan.”

“Indeed, it would take a little time. But I can assure you that sooner or later the market will react. If these sightings are as genuine as we perceive they are, then we are currently anticipating a new date for the grandest wedding of the year. And