OSWALD sat on the plush sofa in his bedroom, dressed casually in a black T-shirt and jeans, an unusual sight for someone who typically donned formal wear. Today, the relaxed attire matched his mood, a mix of determination and a touch of defiance. He had no intention of heading to the office; not when there were more pressing matters to attend to.

The door swung open, and Nathan and Dwayne entered, their expressions serious as they took their seats across from him. The tension in the room was palpable, and Oswald motioned for them to settle in. He leaned forward, elbows resting on his knees, ready to discuss their next...