The night was electric; the air charged with the tension that always preceded something big. The city felt like it was holding its breath, waiting for the first crack in the facade to appear. Luis and Maria were watching from the shadows, their plan unfolding exactly as they had anticipated.Jaxon and Miguel were about to collide, and when they did, it would be the beginning of the end.Luis stood in the control room of an old warehouse, his eyes fixed on the monitors that showed live feeds of the dockyard and the east side. Everything was in place. Jaxon’s forces were spread thin, trying to hold onto territory that was slipping through his fingers, while Miguel’s men were gearing up for an all-out assault.“They don’t see it,” Luis said quietly, more to himself than to Maria, who stood beside him. “They’re too busy trying to outmanoeuvre each other to realise that we’re the ones pulling the strings.”Maria’s smile was cold, calculated. “And by the time they do, it’ll be too late.”Lu

The night had settled over the city like a thick blanket, wrapping the streets in a familiar darkness that Luis and Maria had come to know intimately.This was their domain, the place where they thrived—where shadows moved with intent and silence was never really empty. The lights of the city flickered below them and from the rooftop of their penthouse. It felt like they were standing on top of the world.But Luis knew better than to feel complacent. The city was never truly yours—it was always a step away from turning on you.Maria leaned on the railing, her sharp eyes scanning the skyline. “Jaxon’s patience is wearing thin. It won’t be long now.”Luis nodded, his expression calm but inwardly focused. “He’s getting desperate. That’s exactly where we want him.”Over the past week, their strategy had been relentless—whispers, strategic sabotage, and subtle moves that slowly eroded Jaxon’s control over his crew. Luis and Maria had always known that Jaxon wasn’t a long-term player. He ha

The city streets were darker than usual, the kind of darkness that hinted at something stirring just below the surface.Luis felt it in the air—the way the city seemed to hold its breath, waiting for something to happen. He stood on the balcony of the penthouse, looking out over the skyline, the distant hum of traffic, and life below him.Beside him, Maria joined him, her expression thoughtful. “Bones says the whispers are getting louder.”Luis nodded, his eyes narrowing slightly. “Someone’s making moves. We just don’t know who yet.”Maria leaned on the railing, her gaze focused. “Do you think it’s someone new or one of the old players trying to make a comeback?”Luis considered her question for a moment. The city had a way of recycling enemies—old rivals who disappeared for a while, only to resurface when they thought the time was right. But this felt different. Whoever this was, they were moving in the shadows, making alliances before showing their hand.“It doesn’t feel like someon

The days following Varela’s attack on the Southside were filled with tension that rippled through the city like a low, dangerous hum.The streets whispered of war, of something brewing beneath the surface, and Luis and Maria were at the centre of it all. But now, it wasn’t just about defending their territory—it was about total annihilation.Luis stood in the shadows of a building in the Eastside, watching as a crew of men moved through the alleyway, their faces tense, their movements hurried. They were running scared. Varela’s network was starting to crumble, but they still had enough firepower to be dangerous. That needed to change.Beside him, Maria’s gaze was sharp, her fingers itching for action. “We need to hit them harder. This back-and-forth ends now.”Luis nodded, his mind already working through the next steps. “We’ve got them on the defensive, but they’re not going to back down until we take Varela out personally. We need to go after the head, not just the body.”Maria’s sm

The days following Javier’s visit were marked by a careful balance of power.Santiago hadn’t made any direct moves, but Luis knew better than to take the offer of a partnership at face value. Santiago was powerful in his own right, controlling a section of the city that had always remained insulated from the chaos that defined the South and East.But now, with the Borsens growing in strength, Santiago wanted a piece of what they had—and Luis wasn’t going to hand it over easily.Maria spent her time carefully orchestrating their next steps. The Westside was different, but it wasn’t untouchable. Santiago had operated quietly for years, but that didn’t mean his empire couldn’t be infiltrated. They had men watching every corner, every whisper coming from Santiago’s side of the city.Luis, however, had something more direct in mind. It was time to meet Santiago face-to-face.“Set up a meeting,” Luis told Bones one morning. “With Santiago himself. If he wants to make a move in this city, he