The morning sun filtered through the curtains as Alaric sat in the living room, sipping on a cup of tea. His thoughts were focused on the next phase of his plan. If he wanted to ensure his family's security while maintaining his anonymity, he needed to keep any prying eyes away from his true identity. That meant creating the illusion of legitimacy behind his resources. Today would be a crucial step in that process.
As the minutes ticked by, a luxury black sedan rolled up in front of the Greene household, the polished surface gleaming in the sunlight. A man in a tailored suit stepped out, holding a sleek leather briefcase. He had the look of someone who exuded confidence and professionalism, his every movement precise and calculated.
Maria, Alaric's adoptive mother, glanced out the window and spotted the unfamiliar vehicle. Confusion and curiosity flickered across her face as she turned toward Alaric, who was seated calmly, his expression unreadable.
