The sharp crack of the cue ball echoed softly.
A solid ball rolled clean across the green surface and dropped into the pocket with a satisfying click.
Bennett leaned back slightly, raising a brow.
"Impressive."
Miles did not look at him.
A faint smirk rested on his lips.
Around them, attention shifted back to the large screen.
The trial had begun to unfold.
The public prosecutor stepped forward, her voice firm and clear, carrying weight across the courtroom.
"Your Honor, ACE Finances, which is a subsidiary of ACE Group, is once again charged with illegal transactions. When the Financial Crime Division received an anonymous tip, they raided the building and discovered solid evidence."
Her tone sharpened.
"Following the trail of these transactions, the FCD has traced the route to shell companies that do not exist, eventually linking to illegal drug manufacturing operations disguised as legitimate businesses."
A pause.
Then she delivered the blow.
