My voice, serene and unwavering, echoed with the authority of a deity surveying mere mortals, carrying not a trace of warmth.
Silence swallowed the warehouse as Jason and Mia jerked their gazes up, eyes fixated on the surveillance camera, a mix of anger and trepidation clouding their faces.
"Lyle! Have you gone insane? Open up right now! Let us out this instant! Give us back our supplies! You've used our identities for those loans and seized our goods. Don't you fear karma catching up with you?"
Their initial bravado and attempts to intimidate me into compliance quickly fell flat.
I lounged comfortably in the cozy sanctuary of my underground monitoring room, a steaming cup of tea cradled in my hands. The screen before me captured their frantic and enraged expressions, and I observed wi
