In the conference room, seating arrangements were strategic. Regardless of who was presenting, the seat at the center was always reserved for the highest-ranking person.

Vincent Norman, or "Satan," entered last. He was holding his phone, his brow furrowed slightly, scanning something on the screen. Dylan followed closely behind him.

As Vincent walked through, people stood up, greeting him respectfully.

"Good morning, everyone. Please, have a seat," he said in his gravelly voice.

Only after he ...