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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
Chapter 7: Blood and Ashes
The wound burned like fire. Richard sat on the thin mattress of his cell, shirt pressed tight against the gash in his side. Each breath felt like glass cutting through his ribs. “You should be dead.”Richard looked up. Devon stood at the bars, eyes flicking to the crimson seeping through Richard’s shirt. “Not yet,” Richard muttered. “Not until I take everything back.”Devon smirked, though his gaze lingered with something like respect. “Serpent’s rattled. Sending a blade outside? That’s desperation. He’s afraid you’ll walk free.”Richard leaned back, staring at the ceiling. “Then he should be. I’ll bury him. But first…” His voice broke low, sharp. “…I’ll take Daniella apart piece by piece. And Victor with her.”Later that night, his allies slipped into the laundry room under cover of steam. “Word is spreading,” Lopez said quietly. “Some of the young bloods are listening. They saw you bleed and stand tall anyway. Makes them think you’re untouchable.”Richard shook his head. “No one’s u
Chapter 6: Shackles in the Sun
The clang of the prison gates opening was louder than Richard remembered. The guards shoved him forward, chains heavy around his wrists. Outside, sunlight blinded him, his first taste of freedom in years, but filtered through steel cuffs. “You ready for your show, Williams?” one guard sneered.Richard didn’t answer. He kept his head high. Every step into the transport van was a step toward Daniella, toward the past that had betrayed him, and toward the daughter whose face haunted his nights.The courtroom buzzed with anticipation. Journalists packed the benches, their pens scratching like a thousand knives.At the front, Daniella sat in a flawless silk dress, her smile polished but her eyes cold as marble. Beside her, her new husband, Victor, rested a smug hand over hers.Richard’s stomach twisted, but his face remained unreadable. As the bailiff called order, Daniella leaned toward Victor, whispering just loud enough for Richard to catch: “Watch him squirm.”Victor chuckled.Richard
Chapter 5: The Gathering Storm
The clang of metal trays echoed in the mess hall. Grease-slick food, lukewarm water, the endless roar of men shouting over one another. But Richard wasn’t listening to the noise, he was watching.Every conversation was a piece on the board. Every glance was a move. Malik slid onto the bench beside him, his voice low. “Three more want to talk. They saw what you did with Scar in the showers.”Richard kept his eyes forward. “Names.”“Devon. Short, quick hands. Used to run with gangs outside. Then there’s Lopez. Strong, but keeps his head down. And Kieran…” Malik hesitated. “…Kieran owes Serpent money.”Richard smirked faintly. “Which means he’s desperate. Desperate men make useful allies.”Malik swallowed. “You’re not afraid Serpent will find out?”Richard picked up his spoon, stirring the sludge on his tray. “He already knows. Let him. That just means he’s watching the wrong hand while the other one makes the move.”That night, under the flickering light of the laundry room, Richard sat
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