"To the Sector 4 industrial district," Rafael replied softly, a dark smile curving his lips. "It is time to inspect our new acquisitions."
Jax nodded from the front seat, tapping the navigation grid to reroute the black carriage toward the heavy manufacturing zone.
The vehicle surged forward, accelerating smoothly down the wide arterial avenue as neon lights streaked past the tinted windows.
Rafael leaned back against the plush leather cushions, his silver eyes catching the faint reflection of the dashboard lights.
"The Sector 4 holdings represent the backbone of the city's heavy machinery production," Lyra noted, keeping her gaze fixed on the quiet road ahead.
"They also represent the primary channel through which the municipal elite launder their public infrastructure funds," R
