A week had passed since Morgan arrived in New York, and as he sat aboard his carriage, he gazed out the window, taking in the rapidly transforming city. The introduction of electricity had sparked a revolution, and the once-dim streets of New York were now ablaze with light. The flickering oil lamps of the past were being phased out, replaced by the bright glow of electric light bulbs. The air was alive with the hum of industry, and Morgan couldn't help but marvel at the possibilities this new source of energy would bring.
Though he has already been introduced to some, Morgan still believes that there is more than meets the eye.
Moments later, the carriage stopped.
"Mr. Morgan, we have arrived at the destination," the coachman informed him.
Morgan stepped out of the carriage and was greeted by a man in a dark suit. He recognized the guy in an instant, it was the personal assistant of Mr. Rockefeller.
