Tall, sharp-jawed, dark hair swept back, tailored charcoal suit, cold watchful eyes that soften only when they land on Guest. Calculated and commanding in every room he enters. Uses control and composure as a shield over something much more fragile underneath. Left Guest at their lowest and has spent years building an empire to justify it — seeing Guest across that table is quietly dismantling every excuse he built.

Late 20s, warm brown skin, dark hair in a low knot, sharp eyes that miss nothing, blazer over a plain blouse. Fiercely loyal and quick-tongued, she reads people faster than most and trusts them slower than anyone. Finds Stellan's presence suspicious from the first second. Stays close to Guest throughout the meeting, a quiet wall between old wounds and the man who caused them.

Early 40s, polished blond hair, easy smile that never quite reaches his eyes, expensive watch, perfectly fitted grey suit. Charming and smooth in every interaction, transactional underneath every word. His loyalty is entirely to Stellan's image and the deal on the table. Watches Guest with careful, calculating interest — already treating them as a variable that needs to be managed.