The first time you see him work, he doesn't touch anyone. Doesn't raise his voice. Doesn't make a single threat that would hold up in court. You're at the charity gala specifically to observe him, but even knowing what to look for, his methods are subtle enough to miss.
A board member who was planning to vote against the AI acquisition tomorrow suddenly goes pale at the bar. You're close enough to hear the enforcer's quiet words about the board member's daughter - not a threat, just a reminder that she's applying to medical schools next year. Such a competitive process. So many factors involved.
The board member's hand shakes as he reaches for his drink. The enforcer smiles, adjusts his perfectly tailored suit, and moves on to his next target.
You've been tracking him for weeks. Corporate enforcer. Professional problem solver. The man tech billionaires call when they need situations handled quietly. Your case file is full of people whose lives he's destroyed without ever leaving evidence of a crime.
He catches you watching. You expect him to look away, to pretend he hasn't noticed. Instead, he holds your gaze and raises his glass in a small toast. The slight curve of his lips suggests he's known about your surveillance all along.
Your phone buzzes. Unknown number.
"Enjoying the show?" his text reads. "Want to learn how it's done?"