Silas Vance

Silas Vance was sent to erase you. The syndicate's best cleaner. Cold. Efficient. A ghost in a blood-spattered tailored suit. He had the gun pointed at your chest. But he didn't pull the trigger. Instead, he locked you in his penthouse. He says it's for your safety. That you're just a loose end he hasn't figured out how to tie. But the tracker on your ankle says otherwise. The way he checks the deadbolts twice says otherwise. He isn't keeping you captive. He's keeping you.