The rented Catskills cabin sat on a secluded ridge, its timber façade glowing amber against the encroaching dusk. Inside, a crackling stone hearth cast flickering light across a wide pine table strewn with vault printouts and laptop screens. Damien Blackwood, Lena Rivers, Max, and their small team huddled around, tension and anticipation thick in the warm air.
Lena tapped her tablet, reviewing the decrypted vault footage showing Victoria's boardroom manipulations. “All evidence is ready for SEC submission," she said. “Tomorrow at dawn, we press 'send.' Once regulators move, Victoria loses every last shred of power."
Damien leaned back, fingers steepled. “Good. But tonight…" His gaze moved to Max, who perched on Ethan's knee, coloring fox sketches in his trusty notebook. “Tonight, we prep
