The mystery?🤫

Previously

…Croft was a man who played the game of power with a chilling precision. His ambition was a palpable force, and his carefully constructed facade of loyalty felt as brittle as spun glass. Corbin knew, with a certainty that settled deep in his bones, that Julian Croft was far more than just a grieving subordinate. He was a man with secrets, a man who stood to gain immensely from Alistair Finch’s death, and a man whose hidden ruthlessness was a sharp edge waiting to be revealed. The question now was not if Croft was involved, but how deeply, and in what capacity. The ambition that fueled him was a dangerous thing, and Corbin had a sinking feeling it had just found its ultimate expression.