The woman sat down across from them with practiced ease, her cold smile never wavering as she assessed the three people waiting for her.
Her two enforcers positioned themselves standing behind her chair, their imposing presence designed to discourage any thoughts of resistance or defiance.
"You brought both of your sons?" she asked Smith with mock surprise, her tone carrying condescending amusement. "How touching. A real family affair."
Before Smith could respond or correct her assumption, Noah spoke first, his voice flat and emotionless. "What do you want?"
The woman's eyes shifted to Noah, reassessing him with the hard gaze of someone who had run this scam dozens of times.
She noted his youth, his expensive clothing, and the complete lack of fear in his expression.
"What I want?" She laughed as if the question was absurd.
