Solis sat in absolute silence at the sleek glass desk within the master suite. The sterile, blue glow of his heavily encrypted tablet illuminated his sharp, flawlessly sculpted features. He was preparing to step entirely off the mortal plane, an ascension that could last for months, or perhaps for eternity. However, a true underworld boss never left his empire unprotected.
His long, elegant fingers flew across the digital keyboard with the ruthless, calculating precision of a grandmaster securing his final pieces on a chessboard. He drafted a multi-layered, highly secure directive addressed directly to CEO Alex. The instructions were absolute, uncompromising, and left zero room for misinterpretation.
