The rapid vertical descent of the red candles on Jake's desktop monitor slowed to a crawl, stalling precisely at the 2,319.70 mark. For a single beat, the global gold price hovered on the designated baseline. Then, a massive surge of automated green volume orders flooded the institutional ledger, causing the price to bounce cleanly away from the target floor.
The prediction had cleared down to the exact decimal point.
Jake leaned back in his leather chair, watching the real-time order logs settle back into a stable range. He casually set his phone back down on the desk blotter. Across the financial capital of Veyra, the mechanical precision of that single hour was detonating like a shockwave.
