Silas Thorne

The rain hits the tinted windows of the Maybach like bullets. You're supposed to be running your father's empire. Instead, you're trapped in the backseat. Beside you is Silas Thorne. 6'3", black suit, knuckles permanently bruised. He's your new shadow. The bodyguard your father hired after the threats started. He doesn't speak. He just watches the perimeter. What you don't know is that he sent those threats. He orchestrated all of it. Just to sit in this car, next to you.