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CHAPTER 33 : Bare Times
Nelson didn’t move at first. He just stared at Tony like his brain needed a second to catch up. Hijacked? His shipment? In broad daylight? Under the Cassius name?Miguel stood up from his chair out of surprise . “Bro… what the heck are you saying?”Tony swallowed, voice tight. “Sir, the driver said a group of masked men boxed the truck on Third Mainland Bridge. They forced him out, tied him, and left him on the roadside. The goods… everything… gone.”Robby’s spoke up.“This is him. It has to be General Marson. First the call, now this? This is definitely him He’s sending a message.”Nelson’s jaw locked so hard it ached. “This idiot thinks he can just walk into my world and play king huh? Hijacking a Cassius shipment? He crossed a line he shouldn’t have touched.Miguel broke the tension “What are we going to do now, Nelson? This is not a small hit. That shipment alone was worth a fortune. If he can hijack it once, his sure to do worse.”“I know.” Nelson’s voice was low, “But this time,
CHAPTER 34 : The Brave Dose Not Always Survive
Nelson didn’t move at first.He stood at the center of the wide marble hallway, staring at Marson like his mind needed a second to fully register the man standing in front of him. The guy wasn’t what he expected. No scars, no rough military attitude, no heavy boots. Just a clean haircut, sharp jawline, calm eyes, and a smile that looked too damn comfortable for someone who was tearing his entire world apart.For a split moment, something like relief brushed Nelson’s chest — just a moment — but he killed it immediately.Appearances were weapons. And General Marson Cohn clearly knew how to use his.That smile wasn’t friendliness… it was uniform. It was strategy.> “This is an act,” Nelson told himself. “He’s got props. Actors. Expensive floors. And a face he rehearsed in a mirror. Don’t fall for that shit.”Marson stretched out a hand. “Nelson Cassius. Finally. Come in, please. Let’s talk business like men.”Nelson didn’t shake it.He kept his jacket on and his hands shoved deep into hi
CHAPTER 32: Family And Business
Nelson stood in the middle of his living room long after the call ended, the cold threat still cutting through his mind like a blade.Two days.That bastard actually had the guts to call his house and warn him like he was some scared rookie in the streets.His fists tightened slowly, veins rising along his forearm as he forced himself to breathe. The whole mansion felt too damn quiet… too still. Jane was upstairs resting, the staff had retired, and even the ticking clock on the far wall suddenly sounded louder — like the house itself understood something dark had just stepped back into their lives.Nelson loosened his tie, threw it on the couch, and walked to the window. The city lights glowed like fire, but instead of calming him, they irritated him. Somewhere out there, General Marson Cohn was probably smiling — watching, waiting, trying to see if Nelson Cassius would bend.“Two days?” Nelson muttered. “We’ll fucking see.”A soft shuffle came from behind.“Nelson?” Jane’s tired voi
CHAPTER 31: Marson Cohon Threats
Nelson barely slept. Tony’s late-night knock kept replaying in his head like an alarm he couldn’t shut off.“Sir… the board wants a meeting tomorrow. It doesn’t sound good.”By sunrise, the house was silent. Jane was still curled on the bed, wrapped in the sheets, her breathing calm but exhausted from everything they’d been through. Nelson didn’t want to wake her. He just stood by the window, slowly sipping hot coffee, watching the city lights melt into daylight like the whole place was hiding something from him.Something about this meeting felt wrong.The timing.The sudden urgency.The silence from the board members who normally avoided early-morning anything.“Sir,” Tony said gently as he approached, “the car is ready.”Nelson nodded, grabbed his phone, slipped on his jacket, and headed out.****The moment he stepped into his company lobby, the atmosphere slapped him across the face.Workers whispering behind desks.Heads turning the second he passed.Tension floating so thick in
CHAPTER 30 : Just A Little While And They Will Pay
The ambulance doors slammed shut, and the flashing red lights washed over Nelson’s face as he sat on the back bumper, breathing hard. His wrists were still marked from the chains, his shirt smelled like dust and blood, and his whole body felt like it had been dragged through hell. But none of that mattered. The only thing echoing in his mind was one thing:They escaped.Kyler.And his uncle.Those two devils were out there somewhere, running free, laughing like all of this was a damn game. Nelson clenched his jaw so hard it hurt. If the police had come just a few minutes earlier, he would’ve watched both of them hit the floor. But no — they slipped away again. Like fucking cowards.Jane was being treated inside the ambulance, Miguel was on the ground holding his arm as medics wrapped it, and Robby was pacing back and forth, cursing under his breath. But Nelson just sat there, staring at the warehouse like he could still hear the chains rattling inside.“Bro… you good?” Robby asked qui
CHAPTER 29 : Bloody Night
Nelson’s head was pounding like a damn drum. Every sound in that room echoed deep inside his skull. The rusty chains on his wrists rattled each time he tried to move, cutting into his skin. His vision was still blurry, but he could make out Jane beside him—pale, weak, her eyes swollen from crying. Seeing her like that made something burn hot inside him. Kyler’s laughter still echoed in his ears. That bastard had finally shown his true colors, and Nelson was done pretending. He wasn’t scared anymore. He just wanted blood—Kyler’s and his uncle’s. They thought they’d won, but Nelson still had fire left in him. He was going to break free, even if it killed him. Beep. Beep. Beep. A small red light blinked faintly on Nelson’s shirt. “Nelson… what’s that blinking on your cloth?” Jane asked weakly. Nelson looked down and froze. “Shit,” he muttered under his breath. It was a tracker. Miguel and Robby must’ve planted it on him. “Damn it,” Nelson hissed. “I told those idiots not to. They’
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