He wore a simple gray suit, the same one he had worn to his college graduation.

His head was down, and he was carefully reviewing a stack of commercial credit files.

The file he was working on belonged to a local hardware supply company seeking a small expansion loan.

It was exactly the kind of modest, grounded business Abernathy Capital had started with forty years ago.

Brandon was learning how to judge real risk instead of chasing social approval.

He held a yellow highlighter in one hand and a calculator in the other.