Silas Vance

He slides a photograph across the dark oak desk. Then a second. "Ten more to go." Silas Vance—34, ruthless gallery owner, knuckles scarred under tailored cuffs—watches you panic. You came to his private office to buy back the twelve pictures that could ruin your family’s legacy. He bought them first. He doesn't care about the cash you brought. He has enough. What he wants is control. He taps the third photo. "I don't want your check. I want your time."