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Gravewalk
“Yes, maybe I’m the type who’s always in a hurry,” Dane said coldly, “but I didn’t come here to chat with you, make friends, or waste time. Just give me the gun and let me leave.” Jimmy had been smiling, but his face hardened. “You… you’re new to this, aren’t you? Don’t talk to me like that. I’m trying to be nice to you because of Butcher. But believe me—you won’t survive this mission. You’re walking straight into your grave.” He stepped forward slightly. “I already sent some of my men. Butcher asked me to send them ahead to get his nephew. But it turns out the kid is being watched. All ten of them were killed. His nephew hasn’t been captured yet, but they’re clearly under surveillance. And if those people spot you? You’re dead. So tell me—who the hell are you? You’re just one man. One.” Jimmy’s jaw tightened as he clenched his fist. “I told Butcher this. But he insisted you’re different.” He gave a cold, mocking smile. “Butcher said we should prepare a room for you to stay in. F
Arrival in Giona
From the helicopter, Dane looked out at the view below. The city stretched out beneath him, lights twinkling, buildings rising like monuments. He was admiring it quietly, just watching, lost in thought.Then his phone buzzed.A message came in. The buzz broke his focus, and he looked down at the screen.It was from Butcher.He opened the message. Butcher had sent him pictures—faces of the people he was supposed to meet. Along with the pictures came instructions and the place where he’d find them.He was to interrogate them, not kill them. That part was clear.They were different. Even if they had never been to Genoa, Butcher had given him precise directions on how to get there and everything he needed to know. Dane understood it.But there was one thing missing.He didn’t know where his stopping point would beWell, I just have to see. Wait and see where the chopper lands, Dane thought, continuing to look out at the view from the helicopter. Let me see the city—Giona. Let me see how g
This Is My Life Now
As he got into the car—which was a limousine—Dane didn’t say a word to the driver. About forty-five minutes later, after the long, quiet drive, the car finally stopped in front of a tall building. A skyscraper. It was Dane’s first time seeing one up close. The driver rolled down the window. Dane leaned slightly, looking out through the glass. His mouth opened in awe. Wow… this is so, so beautiful, he thought. Then he turned and looked straight at the driver. “Is this my destination?” “Yes, it is,” the driver replied, still facing forward. “But you were supposed to drop me at the helicopter. I’m supposed to board it,” Dane said. “My job was to bring you here. There’s someone waiting for you inside the building. Someone important,” the driver replied. Dane nodded. He reached into his pocket, checked the position of his gun, then slipped it back inside his jacket. His suit shifted as he moved. Then he opened the limousine door—smooth, steady, and slow. The area was crowded. Peo
Assignment: Genoa
The following day, Butcher called for Dane. As Dane entered his office, Butcher hadn’t even spoken yet when Dane stepped forward.“Boss, I think today’s the day he’s going to attack,” Dane said.“Yes, he’s still going to attack today. But that’s not your concern. You won’t be here,” Butcher replied.“I’m sending you to bring someone for me.”He leaned in slightly.“I got intel—my nephew, in Genoa. You’ll take a helicopter. It’s arriving at a specific location. Go there, board it, and get to Genoa City as fast as possible. Make sure nothing happens to my nephew. Both are girls.”Dane didn’t argue.“Yes, sir,” he said, then turned and left the office.Why now? he thought. Why is he sending me out now? I already made up my mind. I don’t want Richard to be taken down before I come back. I will use my own hands to end Richard.He sighed.I need to be ready. First time in a helicopter. I can’t wait.Where’s the landing point? he wondered, heading up to the ship’s deck.He watched the crew r
The Killing Mindset
“Well, anyway, I’m going to take my leave. You just enjoy your time on the ship,” Dane said.“Don’t worry about that. I’ll soon be going to break the news to my men,” Carlos replied.“You mean your hoodlums? Or thugs? Whatever you call them,” Dane said.“Well… you can call them whatever you want,” Carlos shrugged. Then he turned, stepped out of his room, and walked away.Dane stood there for a moment, watching the door close.This guy… Carlos.I’m not sure we can trust him or not. Even if Butcher showed him his power—what he can do with the police and everything—in the end, that alone might not be enough. A man like that can’t be trusted so easily, Dane thought.But then again… Butcher isn’t someone who makes wrong decisions.“I think I shouldn’t be worried about that right now,” Dane muttered to himself. “There are bigger things to focus on.”Richard might attack tomorrow. And when Butcher predicts something, he’s rarely wrong. That meant Dane had to be ready.His injury had healed.
Arrived
The contract—Butcher gave it to him. It stated everything: Carlos’s life, his men, his loyalty—everything was now tied to the mafia.As Carlos finished reading it, he paused and prayed. He was a Christian. He usually went to a Catholic church. He had tattoos all over his body. He was a big sinner. But still, before doing anything serious, he always prayed.He touched his forehead, then his chest, then each of his shoulders—making the sign of the cross. When he was done, he folded his arms. Then he looked at the contract once again. Finally, he signed it.After signing, he looked up at Butcher.“Butcher, do I need to cut my hand? Like, my blood—for a fingerprint signature? I hear they usually do that in the mafia,” Carlos said, lifting the paper off Butcher’s desk.Butcher looked at him.“No need for that. In my mafia, we don’t do that. And you… you’re a big sinner. You’re a killer. And here you are, praying,” Butcher said.Carlos looked at him and smiled.“I’m sure you’re also a sinne
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