As Rami is led away, Jassour vanishes into the night—a ghost.
The tension cracks. Layla slams a coffee cup. "Your father is not dead yet, and you are already tearing at his sheets. Out. All of you. He gets dignity for one hour."
Sami collapses. Karim grabs the drive, but the door bursts open. , the eldest, a shark in a tailored suit, stands with his fixer, JASSOUR . Rami’s eyes flick to the desk, then to Karim's pocket.
"Mother, we have to go to the police."
"Rami," Karim says. "The company. Your name. But not your soul."
Rami spits: "You think this ends with me? Tarek is worse. And Karim is too weak to rule."
Sami lies in a coma, tubes snaking from his arms. Monitors beep a fragile rhythm. The family gathers: , Sami's stoic wife, who knows every secret but speaks none; TAREK (38) , the middle brother, a volatile hothead who runs security; and NOUR (32) , Rami's sharp, silent wife who listens from the shadows.