Chapter 15 - The Wolf in the Dark
Panic instantly erupted in the pitch-black dining room as the mercenaries blindly shouted orders at each other.
The expensive crystal chandelier above the dining table suddenly crashed to the floor, shattering into thousands of lethal shards.
Dominic moved through the darkness like a literal ghost, systematically taking down the guards with brutal efficiency.
Hannah immediately dropped to the marble floor, rolling behind a heavy oak credenza to avoid the chaotic gunfire.
She drew her small pistol, relying entirely on the muzzle flashes to track the movements of the mercenaries.
Vincent Moretti was screaming in absolute terror, demanding his men protect him from the invisible slaughter.
Arthur had completely abandoned his partner, scrambling toward a hidden panic door behind a large Renaissance painting.
Hannah saw the outline of her father trying to escape, completely overwhelmed by a furious desire for justice.
She fired two rapid shots, entirely missing Arthur but shattering the painting frame just inches from his head.
Arthur cursed loudly, diving through the secret doorway and locking the heavy steel barrier behind him.
The backup generator finally kicked in, bathing the ruined dining room in harsh, red emergency lighting.
Only three mercenaries were left standing, completely disoriented and terrified by the carnage around them.
Dominic emerged from the shadows behind them, a blood-stained tactical knife gleaming in the red light.
He dispatched the remaining guards in less than ten seconds, his face completely devoid of any human mercy.
He walked over to Vincent Moretti, who was cowering helplessly under the shattered remnants of the dining table.
Vincent begged for his life, promising to surrender his entire empire and all of his hidden offshore accounts.
Dominic coldly grabbed the old mafia boss by his silk collar, dragging him effortlessly to his feet.
He looked at Vincent and calmly stated that his money could never buy back the peace he had stolen from his family.
Dominic fired a single shot, instantly ending the reign of the Moretti syndicate once and for all.
He turned to Hannah, his chest heaving slightly as he wiped a streak of blood from his cheek.
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He asked her which way her father had gone, his eyes burning with a relentless, protective fury.
Hannah pointed toward the ruined painting, completely ready to hunt down the man who had created this nightmare.
