Daniella didn't even glance at him as she adjusted her posture slightly. "Eight hundred million. Take it or leave it."
The room shifted again, this time with genuine interest. A brief, heavy silence followed, thick with calculation, until one of the men stepped forward without hesitation and tapped his device against hers. The transfer was immediate. Within seconds the confirmation appeared on her screen, the amount reflecting clearly.
Daniella's fingers tightened almost imperceptibly around the phone, but her expression remained unchanged. She slid the package toward him. "Here is the package."
"I'll check it before you leave," the man said firmly as he took possession of it.
That was the moment everything tightened. Daniella leaned back slightly in her chair, forcing herself into perfect stillness even as her mind prepared for the worst. If this went wrong, she would not hesitate.
