Ascendant Among All

Chapter 93 (Impending disaster)

“They did what?!” Bazel Detroit's voice boomed through the lavish halls of the Detroit mansion, rattling the chandelier above like a low thunderstorm. His anger filled the room like a suffocating fog, and his son, James, stood rooted in place, torn between fury and shame.

James had never seen his father so livid. He was just as enraged himself—how could they have let it happen? How could someone have stolen the key right out from under their noses? He clenched his fists, trying to contain the fire of frustration that threatened to consume him.

“I don’t know who did it!” James snapped, though his tone was more desperate than defiant. “We have no clue. No one saw a thing. It was clean, almost… supernatural.”

Bazel glared at his son from behind the heavy oak desk, his eyes burning with an intensity that could melt iron.

“No clue? No opening? You’re telling me that nothing slipped? How were they dressed? How did they attack? For God’s sake, there has to be something—anything!” His voic