~ Unknown ~
In the dimly lit room, a phone buzzed, breaking the silence.
The man at the head of the table picked it up without hesitation.
“Report.”
A calm voice came through the receiver.
“Blackwood has it.”
The atmosphere shifted instantly. Shadows danced on the walls, illuminated by the soft glow of a single desk lamp.
The second man let out a sharp breath. “What does he know?”
A brief pause hung in the air.
“For now? Just the basics—company records, financial statements. The surface-level stuff.”
The tension in the room eased a bit, but not completely.
The woman at the far end of the table drummed her fingers against the wood. “And the real files?”
“Still locked up tight.”
A slow grin crept across the leader’s face as he toyed with a golden coin between his fingers. “So, h
