The final night of the Conclave had arrived.
Unlike the previous evening...
Tonight carried an entirely different atmosphere.
The catalogue had officially closed.
Every major transaction had been completed.
Contracts had been signed.
Payments had been verified.
Artifacts had already begun changing hands.
For many guests...
The Conclave was already over.
Those who had no interest in the Grand Auction quietly departed Krause Tower throughout the Evening.
Private helicopters took off from the rooftop.
Luxury cars disappeared through the front gates.
Several representatives left immediately after receiving their purchased items.
There was no reason for them to remain.
The final Grand Auction was no longer about business alone.
It was about prestige.
About influence.
About reputation.
Only the true powerhouses remained.
The auditorium gradually filled with some of the most influential people in the underworld.
Crime syndicate leaders.
Illegal financiers.
