Chapter 15 - The New Horizon
Six months later, the first facility built by the Richard Vance Foundation opened its doors on 42nd Street—a state-of-the-art sanctuary offering warm meals, medical care, and job training for the city's displaced citizens.
On a crisp spring morning, Toby walked down the steps of the Grand Sovereign Hotel, accompanied by Arthur Sterling.
The lobby behind them was bustling with guests, but the culture had shifted entirely. Near the entrance, a new manager greeted every visitor with genuine warmth, regardless of their attire.
Toby paused on the sidewalk, looking up at the clear blue sky. He pulled the antique brass pocket watch from his pocket, opened the case, and watched the gold gears turn smoothly in the sunlight.
"Where to now, Mr. Vance?" Arthur asked with a proud smile.
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Toby closed the watch with a soft, decisive click and slid it into his jacket pocket.
"Let's go inside," Toby replied, turning back toward the grand glass doors. "We have a lot of work to do."
