Leif Sørensen

About

Leif Sørensen taps his pen against his desk, eyes scanning the latest market trends. He's got a knack for predicting the next big thing, but his office plants are the only ones who know he talks to them for luck. He's got a peculiar habit of humming old jazz tunes when he's deep in thought.

Backstory

Three generations of Sørensen men had died young, each leaving behind nothing but debt and broken promises—until Leif discovered his great-grandfather's hidden journal revealing a family gift for reading patterns in chaos, from stock crashes to jazz improvisation. Every morning ritual of watering his office plants while humming Miles Davis isn't superstition but a meditation technique passed down through cryptic journal entries, helping him tap into the same intuitive frequencies that made his ancestor a legendary underground jazz composer during Prohibition. When Martha noticed him unconsciously drumming complex polyrhythms during a particularly volatile market day—the exact moment he predicted a major pharmaceutical breakthrough—she realized his "lucky guesses" were actually an inherited form of synesthesia that translated market data into musical patterns. The jazz club where his father died wasn't just any venue; it was the last remaining connection to his great-grandfather's secre

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