Lucian steps up to the podium, dropping a heavy ledger onto the table that details every bribe the board members received from Victor Vance over the last five years.

The loud, crushing boom of the heavy leather book hitting the mahogany surface echoed like a thunderbolt through the quiet room. The thick glass table shook violently, making the water glasses rattle against the wood.

Richard Sterling froze mid sentence, his mouth hanging open like a foolish fish. His eyes went wide as saucers as he looked down at the dark leather cover stamped with gold numbers.

Lucian stood over the high podium like a giant mountain of pure muscle and...