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CHAPTER 171 PART 2
Darius crouched down, bringing his face level with Peter's. In the lightning's glow, his expression was merciless. "I am a weapon, Mr. Hartley. I was forged in blood and fire. I've killed more men than you've ever met. I've toppled governments, ended wars, destroyed empires. And now, I'm here to destroy you.""Please," Peter whimpered, all bravado gone. "Please, I didn't know. I didn't know who you were. If I'd known, I never would have—""Touched my family?" Darius finished. "Ordered their deaths? Celebrated their massacre? No, Peter. You're not sorry you did it. You're just sorry you got caught."Before Peter could respond, Darius struck. His hand shot out like a serpent, fingers finding the exact point on Peter's neck where the vagus nerve was most vulnerable. The strike was precise, calculated—designed not to kill instantly, but to incapacitate.Peter's eyes rolled back in his head. His body went limp, collapsing onto the marble floor with a wet thud. But he wasn't unconscious—Dar
CHAPTER 171 PART 1
The storm raged with biblical fury, rain hammering against the mansion's windows like thousands of desperate fingers trying to claw their way inside. Water streamed down the glass in sheets, distorting the lightning flashes into nightmare shapes that danced across the foyer's marble floor.And in the center of it all stood Darius Kane, motionless as a statue carved from darkness itself. Rain that had somehow found its way through cracks and openings in the mansion's structure dripped from his long black coat, pooling around his feet. The moisture made his skin gleam in the intermittent lightning, giving him an otherworldly appearance—neither fully human nor entirely spirit, but something in between. Something ancient and terrible.Peter Hartley knelt before him, cradling his ruined hands, his expensive suit soaked with sweat and rain. His breathing came in ragged gasps, his eyes wild with pain and terror. But behind that terror, something else flickered—disbelief bordering on denial.
CHAPTER 170 PART 2
At that exact moment, as if the universe itself was responding to Darius's words, thunder crashed overhead. The sound was deafening, shaking the very foundations of the mansion. And then the rain began—not a gentle drizzle, but a violent deluge that hammered against the windows like nature's fury made manifest.The atmosphere in the foyer became oppressive, heavy, as if the weight of judgment itself was pressing down on them. Lightning flashed outside, illuminating Darius's face in stark relief for just a moment—and in that moment, Peter and Wesley saw death looking back at them."HENDERSON! MARCUS! ANYONE!" Peter screamed, his voice breaking with panic. "GET IN HERE NOW!"As if summoned by his cries, the sound of running footsteps echoed from multiple directions. Six bodyguards burst into the foyer, all professional security personnel armed with pistols and trained in close quarters combat. They quickly formed a protective semicircle around Peter and Wesley, their weapons drawn and a
CHAPTER 170 PART 1
Darius Kane spent the day in meditation.He sat in the garden of the Vanderbilt villa, cross-legged on the stone bench beneath the ancient oak tree, his breathing slow and measured. To an observer, he might have appeared to be sleeping—but his mind was active, reviewing every piece of evidence, every confession, every detail of the case he'd built against Peter Hartley and Wesley Hasley.One month ago today, assassins had stormed the Kane family compound. Twenty-three people had died that night—aunts, uncles, cousins, distant relatives who'd gathered for what should have been a celebration. The screams, the gunfire, the smell of smoke and blood—all of it was seared into Darius's memory like a brand.And behind it all, pulling the strings like puppet masters, were two men who thought themselves untouchable.As the sun began its descent toward the horizon, painting the sky in shades of crimson and gold, Darius finally opened his eyes. The color of the sunset reminded him of blood. How f
CHAPTER 169 PART 2
Morning sunlight streamed through the windows of Duskfort City Hall, illuminating the spacious office of Mayor General Richard Douglas. The mayor sat behind his massive oak desk, reading through the morning's correspondence with his usual meticulous attention to detail.When he reached a particular cream-colored envelope bearing the Wesley family crest, his eyebrows rose with interest. He opened it carefully, extracting the embossed invitation inside.You are cordially invited to an emergency gathering of Duskfort's most prominent families and business leaders. Topic of discussion: Addressing recent security threats and forming a united front against dangerous elements threatening our city's stability. Location: Wesley Estate. Time: 7:00 PM, two days hence. Your attendance is not just requested—it is expected. Garrick Wesley.Douglas read the invitation twice, his political instincts immediately recognizing what this really was. This wasn't about security threats in general. This was
CHAPTER 169 PART 1
The night was far from over for everyone in Duskfort.In a dimly lit hospital room on the other side of the city, Jack Morrison lay propped up in his bed, his body still wrapped in bandages from the explosion that had nearly killed him weeks ago. The burns covering his torso and arms were healing slowly, leaving angry red scars that would mark him for life. But the physical pain was nothing compared to the rage burning inside him.His personal assistant, Trevor Hayes, stood at the foot of the bed, tablet in hand, delivering the evening's intelligence report. "Sir, we've received confirmation about the incident at the Romano estate tonight. Multiple sources have verified the details.""Tell me," Jack rasped, his voice still rough from smoke inhalation. Even speaking caused pain, but he needed to know.Trevor hesitated, then began. "There was a confrontation at Jessica Romano's welcome party. A man named Darius Kane—the same one who's been interfering with our operations—humiliated both
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