The funeral was held three days later.

A dull grey sky stretched endlessly above New York, as though heaven itself had refused to see the sun rise.

Rows upon rows of black luxury cars filled the entire Sinclair estate. Security personnel stood at every entrance, directing guests from various countries as private convoys continued to arrive without pause.

The passing of the Sinclair patriarch had shaken not only the business world but everyone who had ever crossed paths with him.

Chairmen, presidents, royal representatives, long-time investors, Old lieutenants, friends, and colleagues, as well as old rivals and loyal business partners, traveled from every corner of the world to honour the...