
“What side of the deal will you be on?”
What if it made perfect sense for ordinary people to kill each other for money? Better than slow grinding financial ruin and misery, and all done according to a strict code by consenting adults. This is Trading.
A chillingly plausible descent into a world where desperation breeds a brutal, transactional morality. It feels like a grim, modern fable about the dark side of ambition and the cost of survival.











