Fire3 - Third in part of the book series

  Chapter One: The Fire and the Thirst   The fluorescent lights in the control room of Synapse Global Systems flickered slightly—a rare occurrence in a building where power was never meant to fail. Raghuveeran’s eyes darted briefly upward, but only for a moment. His focus remained fixed on the vast wall of screens that curved around him like a theatre of chaos. Dozens of live feeds streamed across the digital panels—financial tickers, global news networks, social media analytics, cybersecurity threat levels, and the cold, blinking graphs of server activity from Daaham , his magnum opus.   Each screen told a story. Each story was falling apart.   His reflection shimmered faintly on the largest monitor in front of him, showing his gaunt face, neatly combed hair with streaks of silver, and sharp eyes that betrayed sleepless nights. He looked every inch the visionary CEO, but inside, a tempest brewed.   Lines of red alerts scrolled down one of th...