
At midnight in a suffocating London June, David Helmsley sat with his solicitor on a balcony above the restless season. I have given you the whole fact; wealth survived every person for whom I once intended it. You step into this one-chapter preview with Sir Francis Vesey at the center, where choices turn on the people, promises, and pressure already in the room. Venus watched through the open library window as King David began the journey no solicitor yet understood. The chapter closes on a continuation question rather than resolving the novel's larger arc.
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