Dominic
The penthouse command center hummed with controlled urgency, security personnel monitoring surveillance feeds while James coordinated the evidence delivery through encrypted communications. On the screens, multiple camera angles showed our building exterior, approaching streets, and key security positions—a digital fortress constructed to protect what mattered most.
"The Securities Commission special agent has confirmed receipt of the preliminary documentation," James reported, his voice steady despite the tension evident in his posture. "Full evidence package ETA seventeen minutes."
I nodded, studying the building schematics where security positions were marked with military precision. "And our guest's position?"
"Still at his residence in Upper East Side," James confirmed, br
