Victor paused and watched as McTavish's pupils suddenly contracted. "And the real controllers of these funds, according to our investigation, seem to be closely linked to the private accounts of some high-ranking politicians in London. Simply put, your future 'compensation' has already been completely stolen by your neighbors to the south before the negotiations even began."
McTavish grabbed the document, quickly flipped through it, his face turning paler, and finally, ashen. He suddenly lifted his head, his eyes bursting with a terrifying fierceness. "Is the evidence conclusive?"
