All Chapters of From Street Rat To Mafia Boss : Chapter 91
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Loaded Decisions
After that, Dane went back into the ship. The men had already taken their positions—around twenty of them were standing guard outside. Suddenly, a man walked in. From the way he carried himself, they knew immediately this was the general Butcher had mentioned. As he stepped aboard, he walked closer, and all the men on the ship bowed their heads slightly in respect. “Could that be one of Butcher’s generals?” someone whispered. “I’m not sure. Butcher told me he was going to send someone to take charge of the ship, since he won’t be around for the next two days,” Dane replied, his eyes fixed on the man approaching. The general stopped in front of Dane. For four silent seconds, the two of them just stared at each other. Then the man smiled. His name was Gary. He extended a hand. “You’re Dane, right? I’ve heard a lot about you. The boss speaks highly of you,” Gary said. Dane shook his hand. “Yes, and you’re one of Butcher’s generals—one of his highest-ranking men. It’s a pleasure
Last Updated : 2025-06-08
Trust No One
Dane finally made his choice. He picked up the MAC-12, loaded it with fresh rounds, and locked the chamber with a click. He walked over to his closet, pulled out a black duffel bag, and stuffed it with enough ammo to start a small war. Then he returned to the travel bag, pulled out a single grenade, and tossed it in the duffel too. That wasn’t for use inside the ship — it was in case Richard’s men caused chaos outside. Without wasting time, Dane stripped off the clothes he had on, threw on a leather jacket, zipped it tight, then slid on a pair of black gloves. He reached for a bandana, paused, looked at it for a moment… and dropped it. “This ain’t the time to play dress-up,” he muttered to himself. Geared up, Dane stepped out of his room and made his way to the ship’s entrance. He stood there for a moment, eyeing the man guarding the ship, tension in the air. Then, with a frown, Dane turned back and headed deeper inside. That’s when he heard a voice. Gary? The general? What’s
Last Updated : 2025-06-09
War at Midnight
There was a short silence… then the sound of hands shaking. Dane could almost feel it—Gary and Leo sealing the deal. His heart started pounding. “These bastards…” Suddenly, Dane noticed movement. Shit. Gary’s coming out. Dane barely had time to react. He sprang back from the door, ducked into the shadows, and pressed himself against the wall. He held his breath. The door creaked open. Gary stepped out, eyes scanning the hallway. “Who’s there?” he asked sharply. No answer. Nothing but silence. He waited a moment, then shook his head. “Must be my imagination,” he muttered. He turned back and locked the door behind him, sealing Leo back in. Dane stayed frozen until Gary’s footsteps faded. Then he exhaled slowly, rage building inside him. “They’re planning to use me as cannon fodder. No way in hell.” “I have to get out of here—now,” Dane muttered under his breath. He turned and sprinted down the hallway, heading straight for the ship’s exit. As he reach
Last Updated : 2025-06-10
Blood in the Van
When Dane realized they were being pushed back too far, he made a snap decision. He reached into his duffel. The grenade. He pulled the pin and lobbed it toward a group of Richard’s men. BOOM! The explosion was brutal. Thirty men—gone in an instant. Without wasting a second, Dane pushed forward, charging toward the enemy’s vans—two massive black vehicles that had pulled up outside. He stormed one of them, MAC-12 blazing. The men inside were stunned. They let their guard down—and Dane made them pay. Bodies dropped. The inside of the van turned red. Dane didn’t stop until the last one fell. Then he stood there, breathing hard, soaked in sweat and blood, gripping his gun tight. “This is just the beginning,” he muttered. Dane was catching his breath, sweat dripping from his face, his chest rising and falling rapidly. Seven men lay sprawled on the floor of the van—most were dead, a few still breathing, groaning in pain. He quickly gathered their guns and stacked them
Last Updated : 2025-06-11
While the Blood Dries”
The battle was over. Gunfire had gone quiet, the screams replaced by a haunting silence. As Dane approached the ship, his eyes locked with Gary’s. The look on Gary’s face twisted from surprise to anger in an instant. Without saying a word, Gary turned sharply and stormed back inside. Dane narrowed his eyes. “I know he’s planning to kill me,” he muttered under his breath. “But he won’t succeed.” His voice was low but steady. “If death wanted me, I’d be long gone. I was a thief, doing risky jobs my whole life—and I survived. I didn’t die then, I won’t die now. Gary can try whatever he wants, but he’s not going to win.” Blood trickled slowly from the back of his head, soaking into his jacket, already sticky with sweat and gore. Every muscle in his body ached. His legs felt like stone, but he kept walking, one step at a time, deeper into the ship. Inside his room, Dane tossed his gun aside and peeled off his jacket. He stood in front of the mirror, touching the wound on his
Last Updated : 2025-06-12