The executive boardroom in Torredo Global was in total chaos. The international stakeholders and legal advisors scrambled out of the doors, anxiously dialing their personal lawyers as the blaring building alarms echoed down the corridor. Special Agent Sabrina West and her armed men marched Tony out in heavy steel handcuffs, leaving the massive room echoing with a cold, hollow silence.
Alex stood near the head of the glass table, adjusting the cuffs of his tailored jacket. A small, victorious smile formed on his face as he looked at the empty seat his uncle had occupied for twenty years. The six months of agony in the desert bunker had finally paid off.
But as he turned his head to look at his father, the smile instantly vanished from his lips.
