When the FBI raided our underground vault, Nico did not draw his weapon to protect me. Instead, he grabbed my wrist, violently forcing my thumb onto the biometric scanner of the forged ledger. He was sacrificing his fiancée to ensure his trembling mistress, Elena, could slip away unnoticed. Refusing to be his disposable shield, I activated the Meltdown Protocol during my transport. I liquidated every offshore account, vaporizing his entire funding network while simultaneously destroying my only financial escape route. Stripped of all resources, I walked straight into the heavily guarded estate of his deadliest rival, Dante. Now, with Dante’s men pressing cold steel against my temple, the rival boss sneered, asking what I could possibly use to buy my own life.