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Chapter Ten – Blood Against Blood (Part Two)
A Syndicate sniper’s shot whistled past, Elias fired back, dropping the assassin, but the distraction was enough. Marcus slammed his elbow into Daniel’s wrist, the dagger skittering away. He rolled, pinning Daniel beneath him, pistol pressed against his brother’s temple.His finger hovered over the trigger. His hand shook violently. Daniel stared up at him, chest heaving, eyes blazing with defiance.“Do it,” Daniel spat, blood on his lips. “Prove you’re Hilton. Kill your own blood.”Marcus’s vision blurred with tears he refused to shed. His voice was a broken whisper. “You’re my brother.”Daniel’s bitter smile twisted. “Not anymore.”His hand shot to his belt, pulling a concealed pistol, A thunderous shot cracked the air.Daniel gasped, the weapon dropping from his grip. His eyes widened, shock and pain colliding. Blood bloomed across his side.Marcus froze, horrified, his pistol still unfired, behind him, Elias lowered his smoking gun, face carved in stone.“No,” Marcus whispered. He
Chapter Ten – Blood Against Blood
The battlefield fell silent. Smoke curled through the wreckage, drifting between Syndicate killers and battered Hilton soldiers. The only sound was Marcus’s ragged breath and the blood roaring in his ears.Daniel, The brother he had buried in memory. The brother he had mourned. Standing alive before him, cloaked in Syndicate crimson.Marcus’s voice cracked, raw with disbelief. “Daniel… how”Daniel raised his rifle in one smooth motion. “Don’t speak my name.”The squad tensed, rifles snapping up. Syndicate assassins mirrored the move. The air between them shivered, seconds away from igniting into slaughter.Elias’s hand hovered over his pistol, his voice a calm blade. “Marcus. Hold.”But Marcus couldn’t. His heart was tearing apart, fury and grief colliding. “I buried you, Daniel! I cried for you! And now you stand here with them? With the bastards who took Sophia?”Daniel’s eyes narrowed, burning with old hatred. “You still don’t see, do you? Sophia was never theirs. She was always yo
Chapter Nine – Ashes of Betrayal (Part Two)
The shot cracked like thunder in the cramped room. One Syndicate soldier dropped lifeless, blood pooling beneath him.The second prisoner flinched, cursing through clenched teeth. Marcus lowered the pistol, his hand trembling but his eyes steady now.Elias’s lips curved into something that might have been pride, or cruelty. “Better.”Marcus dropped the pistol onto the table, his voice low and raw. “Where is she?”Elias circled him like a predator, the squad watching in silence. “Somewhere only the Syndicate’s inner circle dares tread. A black site hidden in the sprawl. Getting there will take blood, deception, and steel. You’ll have to cut down men who know no fear. Break them before they break you.”Marcus clenched the scarf in his fist. “Then lead me there.”Elias shook his head slowly. “No. You’ll lead us.”Marcus frowned. “What?”“You’re Hilton,” Elias said. “That means when the enemy looks into your eyes, they should see more than a man, they should see the weight of an empire. T
Chapter Nine – Ashes of Betrayal
The night still burned, Smoke hung heavy over the shattered docks, mingling with the stench of salt and blood. Flames licked broken crates, their glow painting twisted shadows across the wreckage.Marcus stumbled through the chaos, coughing, his shirt torn and soaked with blood that wasn’t all his own. His ears rang, drowning the screams and gunfire into a dull roar, but one sound cut sharper than all the rest, Sophia’s scream as she was dragged into the fog.It haunted every step. He fell to his knees, slamming his fists against the wet concrete. “No! Not again!” His voice cracked, raw, echoing through the smoke.Hands gripped his shoulders. He jerked, reaching for his pistol, only to see Elias towering over him, face streaked with soot, eyes like steel under firelight.Elias’s voice was thunder. “You reckless bastard! You cost us everything!”Marcus shoved him back, rage blazing. “I saved her! I had her! And you let them take her again!”Elias seized his collar, hauling him up until
Chapter Eight – Fire in the Veins (Part Two)
The feed cut, Marcus’s hands shook, his voice a low growl. “I’m going now.”Elias turned on him, storm-grey eyes like iron against fire. “You’ll do nothing. Not yet.”Marcus snapped. “Every second we wait, they cut her apart!”Elias’s voice thundered back. “Every second we prepare, we increase the chance she walks out alive!The room froze in the weight of their clashing wills.Finally, Elias spoke lower, but every word carried steel. “You want her alive? Then you’ll follow the plan. One mistake, and her blood’s on your hands.”Marcus said nothing. His silence was answer enough.Far across the city, in the Syndicate’s black site, Sophia tested the ropes biting into her wrists. Her breath came hard, her vision swimming from pain, but her mind refused to break.She remembered Marcus’s eyes, the way he had looked at her the day before his world collapsed. She clung to that look now, drawing strength from it.The masked commander entered again, carrying a phone. He crouched beside her, hi
Chapter Eight – Fire in the Veins
The warehouse felt colder after the message ended. The shadows seemed to press closer, suffocating Marcus as Sophia’s image burned into his mind, bound, beaten, a knife at her throat.He could still hear her scream echoing inside him, Marcus slammed his fists against the steel table. “We go now. I don’t care if it’s a trap, I won’t let her die because you want to play games!”Elias didn’t flinch. He stood with arms folded, every inch the soldier he’d become. “If we move now, you’ll be dead before you reach the Syndicate gates. And so will she.”Marcus spun on him, fury tearing through his chest. “And doing nothing? That saves her?”Elias’s storm-grey eyes were steady, but there was steel behind them. “I didn’t say we’d do nothing. I said we’d do it my way.”Marcus laughed bitterly, a broken sound. “Your way? Your way got Charles buried in fire and Sophia chained in some rat hole. Forgive me if I don’t bow to your genius.”Elias’s squad tensed, hands drifting to their weapons. The air
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