Carrick leaned forward, his sharp eyes studying Maximus. The leader of the Killer-Wolves Mercenary Guild wasn’t just some war-hardened soldier, there was something deeper behind those cold, calculating eyes. Something that felt eerily familiar. "You’ve piqued my interest, Maximus," Carrick said. "Go ahead, tell me your story." Maximus smirked and leaned back in his chair, swirling the whiskey in his glass. The dim lighting of the Helios Hotel suite cast long shadows across his face, making his expression unreadable. "You remind me of myself, Carrick," he began, his voice laced with amusement. "A young man with a vendetta, a thirst for power, and a willingness to do whatever it takes to get what he wants. That’s dangerous." Carrick smirked but said nothing. He was more than willing to let Maximus continue. "I wasn’t always the leader of KWE," Maximus said. "I was born into a military family in Moscow. My father was a Spetsnaz operative, a legend in his time. Cold. Calculated.

Carrick watched as Elias Kane rolled his shoulder, testing his wound. The assassin’s sharp blue eyes locked onto him, a mixture of amusement and intrigue flickering behind them."I hope you know what you’re doing, kid," Elias said, wiping the blood off his knife before tucking it back into his belt.Carrick smirked. "I always do."Elias chuckled, shaking his head. "Cocky. You remind me of someone I used to know… until I killed him."Carrick’s smirk didn’t waver. "Good thing I don’t plan on dying anytime soon."Elias shrugged. "We’ll see."The warehouse was silent, the scent of oil and blood thick in the air. The fight had been intense, but Carrick had gotten what he wanted. He had recruited one of the deadliest assassins alive.Now, it was time to set his next move.He turned to Kasper, who had been watching from the shadows. "Find out where Domino is right now. I need to know every step he takes."Kasper exhaled a cloud of smoke, his sharp gaze never leaving Carrick’s. "You’re not wa

The Gale family’s financial empire was vast, but Carrick knew something crucial, money is power. If he wanted to cripple Domino Gale, he had to take away his wealth before making his next move.And he had the perfect target.11:45 PM.Carrick stood at the center of a dimly lit room, a detailed blueprint of the Valerian Private Bank spread across the table. Around him sat his most trusted allies, Jack Harris, Elias, Kasper, Lila, and Alex.Carrick tapped the vault’s location with his index finger.“This is where we strike.”Jack leaned forward, rubbing his stubbled chin. “The Valerian Bank? That’s not just any bank, kid. That’s where the biggest crime families stash their money. Breaking in is like declaring war.”Carrick smirked. “War’s already coming, Jack. Might as well fund it with their own money.”Elias chuckled. “I like the way you think.”Alex adjusted his glasses, studying the security layout. “This place is a fortress. We’re looking at high-level encryption, biometric locks,

Zenith Safehouse.The air in the safehouse was thick with tension. The stolen USB drive sat in the middle of the table, a small object that held the power to destroy Domino Gale.Carrick leaned back in his chair, tapping his fingers against the wooden surface. His mind raced, calculating his next move.Jack exhaled a cloud of smoke. "So, what’s the plan, boss? We’ve got Domino’s balls in a vice. Time to squeeze?"Carrick smirked. "Not yet."Elias raised an eyebrow. "What? We’ve got blackmail on a senator,hell, probably dozens of them. We could burn Domino down tonight."Carrick shook his head. "Burning him down isn’t enough. I want to watch him suffer first."Alex, typing furiously on his laptop, glanced up. "I did a deep dive into the files on the USB. Domino has dirt on half the city, politicians, police, even CEOs."Carrick’s eyes darkened. "Which means he’ll fight tooth and nail to get it back."Jack cracked his knuckles. "So we make him come to us."Carrick smirked. "Exactly."Do

Domino stood in his father’s office, the air tense with unspoken fury. The stench of whiskey and burnt cigar filled the room. Zachary sat behind his desk, his fingers steepled together as he regarded his son with cold calculation."You’re losing," Zachary said finally, his voice even but sharp.Domino clenched his jaw. "It’s not over."Zachary’s gaze didn’t waver. "Carrick just obliterated two of our major assets in one night. You think that’s nothing?"Domino exhaled sharply, trying to keep his anger in check. "I underestimated him."Zachary smirked. "No, you didn’t. You knew he was dangerous. You just weren’t good enough to stop him."The words stung, but Domino refused to react. "I’ve already put plans in motion. I have contacts in the East Syndicate, men who don’t care about money, only blood."Zachary’s smirk deepened. "And what’s the price?"Domino hesitated. The East Syndicate didn’t come cheap. The deal he made would cost them control over key ports and routes in exchange for