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Chapter 13: Blood on the Ledger
The night cracked open with gunfire. Bullets chewed into the warehouse walls, sending sparks and dust raining down.Devon flipped the table, dragging Malik behind it as Lopez returned fire with a pistol barely big enough for the job. “Serpent’s men!” Devon shouted over the chaos. “They found us!”Richard ducked low, heart pounding, but his voice was steady. “They didn’t find us. They were sent. Daniella wants blood on the floor.”Outside, vans screeched across the gravel. Masked men spilled out, blades flashing, rifles raised. A war cry ripped through the night.Inside, Lopez gritted his teeth. “We’re pinned!”Richard’s eyes burned as he scanned the shadows. His allies, the senator, the tech magnate, even the gang boss, had promised loyalty.But none of them were here now. None except Crane, who stood in the corner, calm, watching the chaos unfold like a gambler waiting to see the dice land.Richard barked at him. “You wanted profit, Crane. Profit bleeds without protection. Pick a sid
Chapter 12: Shadows in the Ledger
The morning headlines screamed betrayal.“Convicted Fraudster Free, Still a Threat?”“Richard Williams: A Criminal Ghost Haunting the City.”News anchors spoke with sharpened tongues, parading old trial footage, painting Richard as a parasite. The story spread through radio, blogs, and television, multiplied by whispers in boardrooms.In her penthouse, Daniella leaned back, silk robe glinting in the dawn. Victor poured her espresso, lips curved in satisfaction. “They’re running it everywhere,” he said. “Every outlet, every screen. Your ex is radioactive now.”Daniella sipped, unbothered. “As it should be. No board will touch him. No bank will back him. If he tries to crawl into society again, he’ll choke on my shadow.”Victor smirked. “And the lawsuits?”“Filed,” Daniella said. “Fraud. Embezzlement. Child neglect. Let the courts bury him again. Let him spend his last breath fighting shadows while I keep May safe in the sun.”Her words dripped with honey, but her grip on the porcelain
Chapter 11: Baptism of Fire
Engines growled outside the warehouse, headlights slicing through the night. Devon’s voice was low, tight.“They’re circling us.”Richard stood in the center of the room, jacket buttoned, expression carved from stone. “Then let them in.”Lopez swallowed. “You serious?”Richard’s eyes never left the window. “They came to hunt. Tonight, they learn what it means to be hunted.”The first van smashed through the warehouse gates. Metal screamed, sparks lit the dark. Masked men spilled out, blades glinting, guns raised. “Gray!” one shouted. “The boss sends his regards.”Devon ducked behind a crate. “They’ve got shotguns!”The killers opened fire, pellets chewing through steel. Sparks rained. Malik screamed, clutching his arm as blood spurted.Richard moved like a shadow. He yanked Malik behind cover, tearing a rag to bind the wound. “Stay with me. You don’t die tonight.”Then he rose, eyes blazing. A killer rushed him with a machete. Richard sidestepped, seized the man’s wrist, and slammed h
Chapter 10: The Ghost Returns
The car wound through the backroads of the city until it stopped before a rusted warehouse, forgotten among weeds and silence. Harris frowned. “This your plan, Williams? An old factory?”Richard stepped out, his eyes sharp. “Appearances lie. That’s how I survived prison. That’s how I’ll survive this war.”He walked to the side door, pried up a rusted panel, and pressed his thumb against a concealed scanner. A lock clicked. The door groaned open.Inside, the darkness blinked awake with light. Rows of crates lined the walls. Shelves stacked with gold bars, cash bundles, rare artifacts.In the center, covered with tarps, two black cars gleamed like predators waiting to hunt. Harris gaped. “Good God.”Richard’s lips curved in the faintest smile. “They took two percent. I kept ninety-eight.”An hour later, he stood in a glass-walled office above the warehouse floor. A tailor measured his shoulders, adjusting fabric over his scarred body.“Black,” Richard said. “No shine. Clean lines. Sharp
Chapter 9: The Price of Fire
The cell was a box of shadows. Four concrete walls, no window, no sound but the slow drip of water somewhere unseen. Richard sat on the floor, wrists chained, head bowed. Solitary confinement.It wasn’t silence, it was suffocation. No allies, no whispers, no air thick with human breath. Just himself and the darkness pressing in.This is what they want, Richard thought. To bury me alive. A scrape broke the stillness. He lifted his head. Stone sat on the opposite bench, calm as a man in his living room. No chains. No guard escort. Just there.Richard’s voice was rough. “You’re not supposed to be in here.”Stone tilted his head. “And yet… here I am.”Stone leaned forward, elbows on knees. “You’ve stirred the hive, Williams. That little show in the yard? Half the prison whispers your name. But whispers don’t topple kings. Serpent still owns the blood and the fear.”Richard’s jaw clenched. “Not for long.”Stone chuckled. “You burn too hot. Fire consumes the fuel too fast. Revenge will eat
Chapter 8: Blood in the Yard
The morning bell echoed through steel corridors like a death knell. Prisoners shuffled into the yard, a tide of orange jumpsuits under the gaze of armed towers.Richard walked among them, his ribs still aching, his side burning where the blade had kissed him. But his head was high. Devon leaned close. “Serpent’s men are circling. Feel it?”Richard nodded. The air stank of iron and storm. Something was coming. “Keep your eyes open,” Richard said. “Today he makes his move.”The yard buzzed with low voices. Lopez and Malik drifted into position near the benches, Kieran by the basketball court. Richard’s crew was small, but sharp. Then the first blow fell.A scream cut through the noise. Prisoners scattered as Serpent’s enforcers descended on an old man by the fence, Harvey, one of the neutral traders.They beat him with pipes until he collapsed in the dust, blood spattering concrete. Richard’s fists clenched. “Message received,” he muttered.Across the yard, Serpent stood with arms folde
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