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Chapter 171
The warehouse lot was a graveyard of shadows, the moonlight slicing through the darkness to illuminate the scattered bodies of Ray’s fallen men, their rifles glinting uselessly on the gravel. The air was thick with the acrid tang of gunpowder and the faint metallic scent of blood. Ray stood at the center of it all, his grip tight on Emilia, the cold barrel of his pistol pressed against her temple. Her face was pale, a streak of dried blood matting her loose braid, but her eyes burned with defiance as she stared at Jack, her bound hands trembling slightly. Scott and Jack stood frozen, their weapons raised but useless, the weight of Ray’s threat pinning them in place. Allison crouched behind a crate nearby, her face bruised but fierce, her eyes locked on her father.Ray’s lips curled into a cold, mocking smile, his coat flapping in the night breeze as he tightened his hold on Emilia. Jack’s jaw clenched, his fists tightening at his sides, but he forced his voice to stay calm, steady,
Chapter 170
Ray said, his voice flat, devoid of emotion.The women moved forward, their boots crunching against the gravel, their pistols raised with steady hands. One, a wiry figure with short black hair, aimed at Allison, her smile sharp and predatory. The other, the leader with the tight bun, pointed her gun at Emilia’s temple, her eyes cold behind her shades. Allison’s jaw clenched, her body tensing, while Emilia’s breath hitched, her eyes darting to Jack, pleading and defiant all at once.“No!” Jack shouted, his voice raw, his body thrashing against the men holding him. “No, Ray, don’t do this!”Scott’s voice joined his, a desperate roar. “Stop! You son of a bitch, stop!”A sharp crack split the air, followed by another. The woman aiming at Allison jerked, a red bloom spreading across her chest before she collapsed, her gun clattering to the ground. A split second later, the leader with the bun staggered, a bullet tearing through her shoulder, her pistol falling as she dropped to her k
Chapter 169
The warehouse district was a maze of rust and shadows, the air heavy with the stench of oil and decay. The moonlight barely pierced the gloom, casting jagged pools of light across the gravel lot where Scott and Jack stood, surrounded by Ray’s men. Their rifles glinted, a ring of steel and menace, their faces half-hidden in the dark. Ray stepped forward from his sleek black car, his tailored coat flapping slightly in the night breeze, his cold eyes locked on Jack. His lips curled into a smirk, sharp and mocking, as he spread his arms like a showman.“Well, well, cousin.” Ray said, his voice dripping with sarcasm, each word a jab. “You survived all this time, and you didn’t even bother to swing by for a family reunion? Not a single call to your dear cousins in the Aboard? I’m hurt, Jack. Truly.” He placed a hand over his chest, his grin widening, but his eyes stayed cold, glinting like the edge of a blade.Jack’s jaw clenched, his fists tightening at his sides, his dark eyes burning
Chapter 168
“Zulu,rewind the footage. Show us how it got damaged. Maybe we can see what happened to them.”He said, his voice calm but commanding, Zulu’s interface flickered again, the screen shifting to a grainy surveillance feed from a nearby street camera. The footage played in reverse, the Lamborghini’s wreckage reassembling itself as time rewound. The car rolled back into motion, tumbling in reverse until it righted itself, speeding backward through Turin’s streets. The footage paused, then played forward at normal speed, revealing the moment of impact: a black SUV slamming into the Lamborghini’s rear, sending it into a violent spin. The car flipped, glass shattering, metal screeching, until it came to rest on its side. Four women in dark clothing emerged from the SUV, their movements swift and coordinated. The leader, a tall woman with her hair in a tight bun, crouched beside the car, peering inside before speaking into an earpiece.Jack’s breath hitched, his eyes narrowing as he leaned
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Scott, Jack, and Lord Leo hunched over a large oak table, its surface cluttered with maps, laptops, and steaming mugs of coffee. The trio pored over grainy surveillance photos and encrypted data files, their faces etched with focus as they pieced together the next move of their elusive enemy, the drug lord Fero.Scott leaned back in his chair, his gray-streaked hair catching the light as he rubbed his temples, his weathered face creased with frustration. “Fero’s been too quiet since that last raid.” He said, his voice low and gravelly, his fingers tapping a rhythm on the table. “He’s planning something big. Always does when he goes dark like this.”Jack nodded, his dark eyes scanning a satellite image of a warehouse district. “He’s got safehouses all over the Aboard.”He said, his tone steady but laced with urgency. “But his patterns… they’re too erratic. He’s not just moving product anymore. He’s building something,alliances, maybe. Or a trap.” He pushed a photo toward Lord Leo
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The black Lamborghini roared through Turin’s bustling streets, its engine a deep, throaty growl that vibrated through the leather seats where Allison and Emilia sat. The city’s ancient architecture blurred past, stone facades and vibrant shopfronts melting into a kaleidoscope of color under the morning sun. Emilia leaned back, her braid swaying slightly as she fiddled with the radio, settling on a lively pop song that filled the car with a bright, carefree rhythm. Allison’s hands gripped the wheel, her eyes flicking between the road and the rearview mirror, her posture relaxed but alert, a habit born from years of her father’s training.The traffic light ahead blinked red, and Allison eased the Lamborghini to a smooth stop, the engine idling with a low rumble. Emilia hummed along to the music, her fingers tapping the armrest, but Allison’s gaze sharpened as she glanced into the rearview mirror. A black SUV loomed behind them, its tinted windows opaque, its presence too deliberate
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