Chapter 44: Unseen Power

Ethan's fingers danced across his tablet, his expression unreadable. The data was flowing in—connections, shell companies, offshore accounts—all leading back to Titan Holdings. But the deeper he dug, the more obvious it became.

"Someone went through a lot of trouble to cover their tracks," Ethan murmured. "Whoever hired them is careful. No paper trail, no digital footprint."

Chris leaned back in his chair, his sharp gaze unwavering. "Then we do this the old-fashioned way."

Ethan smirked. "You mean pressure the right people until they start talking?"

Chris nodded. "Precisely." His voice was smooth but carried an edge that could cut through steel. "Start with the financial sector. Someone had to move a lot of money to hire Titan. Banks, offshore accounts, private equity firms—trace the flow."

Ethan nodded, already typing. "Understood. I'll have an answer soon."

Chris's gaze shifted toward the city skyline. The world operated on power—real power. Not just wealth, but control.

And right now, someone was playing a game against him.

A game they weren't going to win.

Meanwhile…

In a dimly lit private lounge across the city, a man sat with a drink in hand, watching the stock markets shift on a large screen. His suit was pristine, his posture relaxed, but his mind was anything but.

Wren Lancaster.

His phone buzzed, and he picked it up, expecting an update. Instead, a voice spoke in a low, clipped tone.

"They're moving."

Wren's grip on the glass tightened slightly. "Who?"

A pause.

"Blackwood."

Wren stilled. His mind raced. Blackwood Enterprises was the untouchable force in the business world. No one challenged them. No one even saw them move until it was too late.

And now… they were making a move against him?

"That's impossible," Wren muttered. "Blackwood doesn't get involved in personal disputes."

Another pause. Then the voice spoke again.

"They do when someone crosses a line."

For the first time in years, a flicker of unease passed through Wren.

Blackwood wasn't just a corporation. It was a dynasty. A force so deeply embedded in the world's infrastructure that even governments stepped carefully around them.

And if they were taking interest in him…

That meant one thing.

He had just made a very dangerous mistake.

Back at Blackwood Headquarters…

Ethan's phone beeped, and he glanced down. His smirk widened.

"We have something."

Chris turned to him. "Go on."

Ethan held up his tablet. "The money that hired Titan? It came through a Swiss bank. But that's not the interesting part."

Chris's eyes darkened. "What is?"

Ethan's smirk grew sharper. "The final transfer before Titan made their move? It was authorized by someone within Wren's inner circle."

Chris didn't react, but inside, a storm was brewing.

"So Wren isn't just being attacked." He exhaled slowly. "Someone close to him is setting him up."

Ethan nodded. "And when he realizes it, he's going to panic."

Chris smirked.

"Good."

Because panicked men made mistakes.

And mistakes?

Got people destroyed.