THE NEW GRACE

The conference room at Aton Empire was silent except for the soft hum of the air conditioning. Philip and Clara sat at the large, polished table, surrounded by a few trusted team members. The folder from the mysterious man lay open, its contents spread before them. Philip's mind was racing as he reviewed the documents, each page revealing new layers of the conspiracy that threatened everything he held dear.

Clara glanced up from the folder, her brow furrowed in concern. "Philip, this is massive. We’re talking about a network that reaches into every corner of our operations. Lane’s influence is deeper than we thought."

Philip nodded, his jaw set with determination. "We need to act strategically. We can't afford to make any mistakes."

One of their team members, a young analyst named Maria, spoke up nervously. "I've cross-referenced the names and connections in the folder with our existing files. There are several matches with known associates of Andrew Lane. It looks like he’s been buil