Jhon felt the weight of the new threat pressing down on him, an unseen force lurking in the shadows, ready to strike at his hard-won empire. The Sovereigns, enigmatic and elusive, operated with a sophistication that bordered on the mythical. They left no trace, no weakness to exploit, and, worse yet, seemed intent on destabilizing everything Jhon had worked to build.
Eleanor, ever perceptive, had already begun her own investigation into the organization. She met with Jhon in his office, her brow furrowed with concern.
"I've spoken to some of our contacts in the underworld, but no one will admit to knowing anything about the Sovereigns. It's as if they don't exist—or as if everyone's too afraid to acknowledge them," she said.
Jhon sighed, his mind racing. "Then we approach this from another angle. If they're hiding, they must have something to protect. Everyone has weak points."
