It started with a hunch, a flicker of doubt that Julian couldn’t shake. He sat in his office late one night, going over the private investigator’s report for the third time when he noticed a peculiar name buried in the document: Logan Price.
Once a senior analyst who worked directly under him, Logan had been loyal to a fault—or so Julian had believed. But something about his abrupt departure just before the fall of Julian's empire now seemed too convenient.
“Logan Price,” Julian murmured, his mind racing as he pulled up old records. “If anyone had the skill and access to quietly dismantle everything I built, it’s him.”
By morning, his suspicions had crystallized into certainty. Logan wasn’t just a missing piece of the puzzle—he was the linchpin in The Syndicate’s infiltration of his emp
