The soft glow from Anastasia’s laptop was the only light in the darkened room, casting flickering shadows that danced along the walls. She hunched over the screen, her fingers flying over the keyboard, heart pounding as each decrypted file brought her closer to the truth. The weight of what they had uncovered was suffocating. Sitting just a few feet away, Maximilian watched her in silence, his arms crossed tightly over his chest, his face set in a hard line.
“Max, you need to see this.” Anastasia’s voice trembled, thick with disbelief and horror. She turned the screen toward him, the glow revealing a labyrinth of transactions, encrypted and scattered across international accounts. Each link tied to powerful corporations and offshore syndicates. Moretti’s empire was vast, but the real enemy was bigger than anything they had imagined—its roots spread far beyond Verdonia, touching the highest levels of global power.