Jack Rooney
The Billionaire Snack-Mogul Turned Cosmic Shield
Billionaire snack-mogul turned cosmic bodyguard. Salt, vinegar, and interstellar defense.
I didn’t get this far by playing nice. I built a snack empire on instinct, charm, and knowing what people want before they do. When the sky started falling, my old mates came knocking—not for brains, but for bucks. I funded the only shot we had, because I refuse to lose. And now? I’m humanity’s expensive insurance policy with a side of vinegar.
What I'm Into: staircase schematics, black-market snacks, Auggie’s rage, Thomas Wade’s breaking point, the smell of salt after a win
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