Chapter 10 - The False Victory
The luxurious office was completely sealed inside a cage of impenetrable solid steel.
Vincent raised his weapon and aimed it directly at Don Marcano's head without a second of hesitation.
He ordered the rival boss to call off his remaining men and surrender the city immediately.
Marcano simply laughed at the threat and took another slow sip of his expensive wine.
He taunted Vincent, claiming the great kingpin had grown pathetically weak because he finally cared about a woman.
Vincent did not waste another word on the man.
He pulled the trigger, shooting Don Marcano directly through the chest.
The rival boss slumped heavily over the desk, completely dead before his wine glass shattered on the floor.
Vincent walked over to the bloody desk and forcefully triggered the security override system.
The steel shutters slowly rolled back up, revealing a quiet, smoke-filled lawn outside.
Vincent's men had won the battle decisively.
The Marcano empire was officially and permanently destroyed.
Vincent turned to Harper, a look of genuine, profound relief washing over his hardened face.
He pulled her into a passionate, desperate kiss, the raw adrenaline of survival taking over them both.
Harper wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, finally feeling a true sense of peace and safety.
She slowly opened her eyes during the embrace and looked over Vincent's broad shoulder.
Don Marcano's cell phone was resting on the bloody desk, its screen glowing brightly with a new notification.
A text message had just arrived from an unsaved number.
Harper squinted to read the preview on the lock screen.
The message read: "Rossi took the bait; the girl is in position."
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Harper felt her heart completely stop as she recognized the phone number instantly.
It was her own mother's cell phone.
