CHAPTER FIFTY: VENGEANCE

Damien’s POV

Enzo leans back in the chair across from my desk with his arms folded, eyes narrowed at the digital map projected onto the wall.

“We already know the general location that he's in but Felix won’t stay anywhere obvious,” he says. “If he’s smart, he’ll circle places that already have a lot of noise. Ports. Industrial zones.”

I tap a location on the screen. “What about the old east docks?”

Enzo shrugs. “It's possible. But he knows you associate that area with—”

A knock interrupts him.

“Come in,” I say, already slightly annoyed.

My assistant, Jonah, walks in with his arms full—folders, tablets, printed reports stacked.

He drops them carefully onto my desk.

“These are the financial audits you asked for,” he says. “And the security breach summaries. And the legal team flagged three contracts they think you should—”

I exhale hard, leaning back in my chair.

Jonah pauses, reading my expression. “Sir… respectfully, you have a lot of shit to do.”

I sigh and nod tersely. “I'll handl