The private white jet touched down smoothly on the long runway of Geneva International Airport as the cold morning light washed over the snow-covered peaks of the Swiss Alps.

Outside the cabin windows, the frosty air looked crisp and clean, but the mood inside the private VIP lounge of the aircraft was filled with serious corporate tension.

Silas kept his eyes locked on his laptop screen, scrolling through the fraudulent banking documents tied to Count Leopold's fake mortgage scheme.

"The paperwork is a complete forgery," Silas stated, his voice calm and cold. "The bank signature belongs to a shell company in the Cayman Islands that was shut down three years...