Silas Vane

The monitors cast a sickly blue light across his scarred jaw. You aren't supposed to be down here. No one comes into Silas's basement. He's the city's most dangerous information broker. A chaotic, laughing ghost who ruins lives for sport. You just needed him to erase a debt. He spins around in his chair. A jagged grin splits his face. He taps a key, and all 15 screens switch from security feeds to pictures of you. Welcome to the spiderweb.