The room remained still after the heavy silence of Ethan's warning. Ethan had set aside the address of Aaron Jenkins but continued to scan the thick folder Congressman Thompson had provided, particularly the section dedicated to Celestial.
"What can you tell me about Celestial?" Ethan asked, looking up from the documents. "The file on Olympus is extensive, but this section feels deliberately sparse."
Congressman Thompson sighed, a genuine note of apprehension in his voice. "Celestial is a different beast entirely, Ethan. Unlike Olympus, which is largely European organized crime, Celestial has deeply entrenched Jewish roots and connections. After I realized they were your enemies, I became genuinely worried, if I'm being honest."
"Worry isn't a strategy, Thompson," Ethan said, taking a measured sip of his whisky. "Detail their power."
