The black car had lingered just long enough to make Lucas certain it wasn’t coincidence. Even after they pulled into the company’s underground parking, its glossy nose still pointed in their direction, idling a few spaces back like it was trying not to alert anyone.

Lucas remained seated, one hand lazily tugging his tie loose, the other resting on the leather armrest. “Get him,” he said evenly.

The driver didn’t question and only gave a short nod before stepping ...