Vincent's smile lingered for just a moment longer before his expression shifted into something more focused. Not threatening, just serious. Like someone finally ready to discuss what he'd actually come here for.
He leaned forward slightly, resting his hands loosely on the table. "Let me be direct," he said calmly. "I have everything Dante collected over the past six months. Videos, financial records, surveillance footage, communications. All of it."
Silas didn't react.
Vincent continued. "That information makes me very valuable to certain people. The FBI, for instance. Or your competitors. Or anyone who would benefit from watching your empire crumble."
Julian's jaw tightened near the door.
Vincent noticed but didn't acknowledge it. "However," he said, "I'm not particularly interested
