Silas settled into the driver's seat of his sleek, armored car, his expression as cold as steel.
His fingers gripped the steering wheel with barely restrained anger, his jaw tight as his mind churned with thoughts of retribution.
"Luna, bring up every single piece of information you can get on that person. Everything," he commanded, his voice low but dripping with menace.
{Yes, master.}
The car's engine roared to life as Silas pulled out of the compound, heading toward his underground facility.
It had been weeks since he'd last visited the facility, but now, more than ever, he needed the cutting-edge resources housed there.
If he was going to dismantle the web of power and corruption that dared to harm Chloe and her family, he needed to operate at full capacity.
