As Ethan exited the room, Davis drew in a long breath, his chest rising slowly. He walked to the window, pulled the curtain aside, and let a sharp ray of sunlight flood the dim space.
The brilliance illuminated his sharp features, though his expression remained unreadable, his gaze was distant, cold, fixed on the blue sky above as if searching for answers hidden within its vastness.
His arms folded across his chest, one finger tapping against his other arm in a steady rhythm. His brows furrowed in deep contemplation..
"Sylas Louis, Sylas Louis, I was thinking of giving you more time before settling the scores, yet you lacked self-awareness and went as far as plotting against me when I just left the country on business.
"He clicked his tongue twice. "Tsk, tsk. Truly laughable."
He pulled out his phone from his pocket and placed a call to the police chief through a secured line.
"Hello, this is Davis," he said immediately after the call was picked up.
