Chapter 60

• ​Author’s POV
• ​Meanwhile, back inside the sprawling, wood-paneled sanctuary of the grand second-floor study room, the atmosphere remains incredibly tense. Vesper stands near the edge of the massive mahogany desk, his thumb lightly rubbing the smooth glass screen of his smartphone with a slow, thoughtful stroke. A subtle, almost imperceptible smile plays at the very corner of his thin lips before he completely darkens the device and slides it elegantly back into the interior pocket of his tailored vest.
• ​Without a single shred of hesitation, he stands up straight, his towering, powerful frame immediately drawing the attention of the other two men in the room. He adjusts the fit of his suit jacket with a casual, unhurried fluidness and speaks into the quiet space.