The dimly lit office was filled with a heavy silence, save for the occasional soft click of the clock on the wall. Silco sat behind his desk, the calm aura of power surrounding him like an impenetrable wall. You stood before him, your posture straight but expression unreadable, eyes meeting his with unwavering intensity. There was a tension in the room, thick and heavy, as if you both knew this conversation would change everything.

You weren’t afraid of him, but you knew the power he held over the city—and possibly, over you.

“You’ve been playing both sides, haven’t you?” Silco’s voice was smooth, controlled, yet there was a dangerous edge to it.