The jet cut through the skies, carrying Ellis Barker and Angelo Messina toward a destination shrouded in uncertainty. Messina sipped elegantly served champagne while Ellis, more reflective, observed the unfolding landscape beyond the window.

In his usual calm demeanor, Messina broke the silence. “Once we land, you better get in touch with the associates. The Petrov brothers aren't as friendly as you might imagine.”

Surprised, Ellis replied, “I didn't imagine anything about ...