A Promise at the Grave
Family.
Future.
Waiters moved through the crowd with trays of champagne.
And at the center of it all, up on the raised VIP terrace, stood Julian Vance himself, in a custom tuxedo, a glass of vintage champagne in his hand, laughing with a knot of corporate investors while camera flashes popped and sparkled around him.
He was, in that moment, the very picture of American success.
Polished, powerful, beloved, untouchable.