The Legacy of the Heart

Eduardo Lancaster gripped the leather-wrapped steering wheel of his Bentley Continental, watching as the red light seemed to mock his impatience. At this hour, Madrid was a cacophony of honking horns and frantic rushing—an irritating contrast to the hermetic, climate-controlled silence of his car. He had just closed the largest merger of the decade, a two-hundred-million-euro deal that would double the value of his empire, Lancaster Investments. He should have been celebrating, uncorking a vintage champagne, or basking in the congratulations of his partners. Instead, he felt that familiar, icy hollow in his chest—the sensation that, despite having the world at his feet, he was walking on nothing.