The soft hum of the computer filled the room, broken only by the rhythmic clack of keyboard keys under Rex's steady hands. He leaned back, the leather chair creaking as he rubbed his temples and turned his focus back to the monitor in front of him.
His gaze was locked onto the fluctuating numbers dancing along the monitor. His eyes sharpened and focused.
On the screen, a faint flicker in the stock price caught his attention, Trivaxa Pharmaceuticals.
To most, it would have been just another tiny fluctuation, a small dip barely enough to draw even a seasoned trader's attention.
The kind that fills thousands of stock charts every day, just another ripple in the endless ocean of market noise.
Harmless. Unimportant. Noise.
But to Rex, who had been watching the patterns unfold like a hawk for the past several days, it was anything but. Now, even the faintest ripple in its movement triggered alarms in his mind. Something was happening, definitely happening.
