Alyssa watched Son’s curiosity blossom into obsession. She invited him to a private viewing, a dimly lit loft filled with the scent of old paper and fresh paint. As they examined the maps together, Alyssa slipped a small, silver USB drive onto the table. “I think you’ll find this useful,” she said, her voice low. “It contains a copy of the city’s old zoning files—everything the council tried to hide about the underground tunnels.” Son’s eyes widened. He knew those files were classified; possessing them could ruin his father’s empire if they ever surfaced. Yet the promise of the vault’s treasure was too tempting.