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BANG BANG BANG CHAPTER 23: NO REST FOR THE WICKED
The speedboat cut through the dark waters like a blade, leaving behind the burning docks and the bloodshed. The salty wind whipped against Carrick’s face, but he barely felt it. His mind was still back there, on Domino, on the battle, on the war that had just begun.Lila groaned beside him, her face pale, sweat slicking her forehead. Her injured leg was wrapped in a torn piece of Jack’s shirt, but the bleeding hadn’t fully stopped."Stay with me, Lila," Carrick said, squeezing her hand.She smirked weakly. "Not dying today, boss. Still got too many people to shoot."Maximus, sitting at the front of the boat, watched the horizon, his eyes sharp. "We need to get her to a medic. Fast."Victor nodded from the driver’s seat. "I’ve got a guy. Discreet. Won’t ask questions."Carrick glanced at him. "Appreciate it, Victor."Victor smirked. "You can pay me back by making sure Domino dies screaming."Carrick’s grip on the boat’s railing tightened. "Oh, I intend to."Jack, who had been silent up
BANG BANG BANG CHAPTER 24: A HUNTER'S INSTINCTS
Carrick paced the dimly lit warehouse, his mind running through every possible angle. A ten-million-dollar bounty. His own father had just turned every mercenary, assassin, and low-life scumbag into an enemy.Maximus leaned against a crate, arms crossed, watching him with an amused smirk. “So, what’s the plan now, Zenith?”Carrick stopped pacing. He exhaled slowly, feeling the weight of the situation. The bounty changed things. It wasn’t just about taking down Domino or the Gale Family anymore. It was about surviving the entire underworld.He glanced at Victor, who was still reading through the article on his phone. The older man shook his head. “Your father isn’t playing games, kid. Ten million will have everyone gunning for you. Even people who wouldn’t normally cross you might be tempted.”Carrick rolled his shoulders, his expression unreadable. “Let them come.”Maximus raised an eyebrow. “Confident, aren’t you?”Carrick met his gaze. “I’m not confident. I’m prepared.”Victor sighe
BANG BANG BANG CHAPTER 25: SHADOWS IN THE DARK
The air inside the SUV was thick with tension. Jack’s voice had gone silent on the radio, but his last words echoed in Carrick’s mind.Samael was in town.Carrick clenched his jaw. He had expected his father to escalate, but hiring the most feared assassin in the underworld? That was a different kind of problem.Maximus was the first to break the silence. His voice was unusually serious. “If Samael is really here, you’ve got a ticking clock on your head.”Victor sighed, flipping through the files in his lap. “This is bad, kid. Really bad.”Carrick exhaled slowly, his fingers tapping rhythmically against his knee. “Tell me everything you know about him.”Victor shut the file and leaned forward. “Samael isn’t just an assassin, he’s a specter. No one knows his real name. No one’s seen his face. The only proof of his existence is the bodies he leaves behind.”Maximus nodded. “I worked a contract in Berlin a few years back. A cartel hired Samael to take out an entire government task force
BANG BANG BANG CHAPTER 26: A DANCE WITH DEATH
The room was silent except for the rhythmic tapping of Carrick’s fingers against the desk. His encounter with Samael played on a loop in his mind. The assassin hadn’t attacked, hadn’t threatened, he had simply watched. And that unsettled Carrick more than an outright attempt on his life.Victor sighed, rubbing his temples. “I don’t like this, kid. He’s toying with you.”Maximus chuckled from where he leaned against the wall. “No, he’s testing him.”Carrick’s gaze flickered toward him. “Explain.”Maximus crossed his arms. “Samael isn’t like other assassins. If Zachary Gale hired him, your father probably gave him complete freedom on how to handle you. And Samael? He’s not the type to just eliminate a target outright.”Victor nodded grimly. “He’s going to make this a game.”Carrick leaned back, exhaling. “Then I’ll play.”Victor shot him an incredulous look. “Are you serious?”Carrick’s lips curled into a smirk. “Deadly.”Maximus let out a sharp laugh. “I like this kid.”Jack’s voice cr
BANG BANG BANG CHAPTER 27: A NEW CHALLENGER
The pocket watch gleaned under the flickering street lamp, its rhythmic ticking filling the silence like a slow, deliberate countdown. Carrick narrowed his eyes, his grip tightening on the curtain as he watched the mysterious figure outside."Who the hell is that?" Victor’s voice was tense through the earpiece.Carrick exhaled. "Not sure. But he’s not just some random thug."Maximus grinned from where he sat on the couch, casually sharpening a knife. "You don’t say? The whole ‘ominous pocket watch in the dark’ thing didn’t give it away?"Carrick ignored him, studying the figure carefully. The man didn’t move—l, just stood there, flipping the watch open and closed, as if waiting for something.Jack’s voice crackled in. "Boss, I’ve run facial recognition through every database I could tap into. No match.""That’s impossible," Victor muttered. "If someone’s connected to a five-million-dollar bounty, they should have some kind of record."Jack sighed. "I don’t like it either, but this guy
BANG BANG BANG CHAPTER 28: HUNTING THE PREDATOR
Carrick sat in the dimly lit study, fingers steepled as he processed the night’s events. The assassin's cryptic message, Samael’s opening move, and the unseen forces pulling the strings.. it was all coming together in a twisted puzzle. He needed to move fast.Victor paced behind him, his frustration barely contained. "We need to hit back. Hard."Carrick exhaled. "Hitting back without a plan makes us reckless. Samael isn’t just some street thug we can intimidate."Maximus leaned against the wall, arms crossed. "The kid’s right. Samael doesn’t care about fear. He enjoys the hunt. If we go at him blind, we’re just giving him sport."Victor scowled. "So what’s your play?"Carrick’s fingers drummed against the desk. "We don’t fight him like a mafia boss. We fight him like a hunter."Jack’s voice came through the speaker. "Boss, if you’re thinking of tracking Samael, that’s a suicide mission. The guy’s a ghost."Carrick smirked. "So was our friend outside. And yet, he came to me."Jack hesi
BANG BANG BANG CHAPTER 29: SHADOWS AT MIDNIGHT
Midnight was a cruel mistress. It whispered secrets in the dark, concealed movements behind shadows, and turned even the bravest men into prey. But Carrick Gale had never feared the dark.He thrived in it.Warehouse 12 stood at the edge of an abandoned industrial district, its skeletal remains barely holding against the howling wind. Rusted shipping containers were scattered across the yard, silent sentinels to past dealings.Maximus crouched beside Carrick behind a stack of barrels, peering through binoculars. “Two snipers on the roof. Four guards at the entrance. Two more patrolling."Victor’s voice crackled through the earpiece. “And that’s just what we can see. There’s no way Samael meets anyone without extra precautions."Carrick smirked. “That’s why we aren’t walking in the front door."Maximus grinned. “What’s the play?"Carrick nodded toward the northeast side. “There’s an old access tunnel under the warehouse. Jack sent me the blueprints, it leads straight into the storage ro
BANG BANG BANG CHAPTER 30: A HUNTER'S RESOLVE
The night air was thick with the stench of burnt rubber and gunpowder as Carrick, Victor, and Maximus slipped through the industrial district’s back alleys. Sirens still wailed in the distance, their echoes bouncing off the rusted steel skeletons of abandoned warehouses. But Carrick’s mind wasn’t on their escape.It was on Samael.The assassin had been toying with him. Testing his reflexes, gauging his skill. Sizing him up.And that meant only one thing, Samael wasn’t done yet.Carrick’s fingers curled into fists as they reached their getaway car. The black SUV was parked in the shadows, waiting for them. Lila sat in the driver’s seat, her sniper rifle broken down into pieces beside her. Alex was in the back, typing furiously on his laptop.The moment they climbed in, Lila pulled away from the curb.Victor exhaled. “That could’ve gone better.”Maximus chuckled. “Could’ve gone worse.”Carrick’s eyes stayed on the passing streetlights. “We got what we came for.”Alex didn’t look up from
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CHAPTER 108. EMBERS OF VENGEANCE
The stench of blood still clung to Carrick’s coat as he walked into the estate. The halls were quieter now, but not with peace...only with aftermath. Word of Moretti and Elena's deaths had spread faster than fire, and with it came both reverence and rage.He barely had time to remove his gloves when Victor approached, his face pale under the low lighting.“We have a problem,” he said without preamble.Carrick raised an eyebrow, his voice rough. “Only one?”Victor didn't smile. “Giovanni Serrano.”Carrick’s brow furrowed. The Serrano patriarch had kept to the sidelines, maintaining a thin veil of neutrality in the war. “What about him?”“He’s calling a meeting. Tonight. Neutral ground. Says he wants to broker peace before the city drowns in blood.”Carrick scoffed. “He’s late to the sermon.”Victor hesitated. “There’s more. He blames you. Says the massacre was dishonorable. Elena was his goddaughter.”That made Carrick pause. He turned away, staring out the window at the dark horizon.
CHAPTER 107 SMOKE AND BLOOD
The estate was alive with movement. Men armed to the teeth prepared for the war that was coming. Weapons were checked, ammunition counted, and alliances solidified. The air was thick with the scent of gun oil and cigarette smoke, a quiet hum of tension running through the halls like an electric current. Every man present knew what was at stake. If they lost, there would be no second chances.Carrick sat at the head of the table in the council room, his closest advisors gathered before him. His fingers tapped a slow, rhythmic beat on the polished wood as he studied the faces around him. Loyalty and fear mingled in their expressions, a silent acknowledgment of the battle to come."Moretti is making his move," Victor said, setting a map down on the table. Red markings indicated enemy movements, their areas of control expanding like a disease. "He’s pulled in every favor he’s ever had. Elena De Luca is backing him, and they’ve got the support of three smaller families that have turned aga
Chapter 106. A City in Ashes
The scent of blood and gunpowder clung to the air long after the last gunshot had been fired. The docks, once a bustling artery of trade, were now a graveyard of broken men and shattered alliances. Carrick Gale stood amid the wreckage, the barrel of his gun still warm from the violence he had unleashed. His men moved with calculated efficiency, gathering bodies, silencing the wounded, ensuring that no one who had defied him lived to tell the tale.Victor approached, wiping blood from his cheek with the back of his hand. "It's done," he said. "Silvio's loyalists are finished. The families that wavered will see this and fall in line."Carrick nodded, his gaze sweeping the carnage. "Good. Then let’s send the final message. Burn it all."Marco, who had remained silent throughout the battle, stepped forward now, his voice edged with restrained fury. "Are you serious? There are still workers in those buildings, people who had nothing to do with this. Burning the docks? That’s not strategy,
CHAPTER 105. INTO THE ABYSS
The estate hummed with a quiet, eerie intensity. Each step Carrick took on the cold marble floors seemed to reverberate through the halls, carrying the weight of the decisions he had made. It was clear now...Carrick Gale was no longer just a rising power. He was the storm, the unyielding force that shaped the city. But with that power came a growing unease, a creeping doubt that gnawed at the edges of his thoughts.Carrick sat at the long table in the council room, his fingers steepled in front of him. The weight of his leadership pressed heavily on his shoulders, but it wasn’t the pressure of the city or his enemies that troubled him most. It was the growing rift between him and his men...his brother, in particular. Marco’s words from the night before echoed in his mind like a warning bell, a constant reminder that the road he was walking was narrowing.The room had filled quickly after Carrick’s arrival. Victor, Darius, and Enzo stood by the walls, their usual confidence tempered by
CHAPTER 104. THE PRICE OF POWER
The following morning, the estate was quieter than usual, but there was an unease that hung in the air. It wasn’t just the silence...it was the tension. Carrick’s actions the previous night had rippled through the underworld like a stone dropped into a still pond. Every family, every loyalist, every rival had felt it, and now they were waiting. Waiting for the next move.Carrick stood at the balcony again, his eyes scanning the city. The streets were still, the tension palpable. People were walking on eggshells, and Carrick could feel it. The empire he was building was delicate. One wrong move, and it could crumble beneath him. But he wasn’t about to let that happen.Marco entered the room, his expression tight. The years of brotherhood between them hadn’t dulled the sharpness of their arguments, but today, there was something more in Marco’s eyes. Worry. Concern. A desperation Carrick hadn’t seen before.“Carrick,” Marco said, his voice steady but strained. “We need to talk. About la
CHAPTER 103. THE DARKEST CORNER
The cold wind whipped through the narrow alleys of the Gale estate, the moonlight casting long shadows on the cobblestone streets. Carrick stood by the edge of the balcony again, the same spot where he had stood earlier that day. But now, there was a gnawing emptiness in the air, as if the city itself was holding its breath. The power he had seized was not a comfort. It was a weight. A burden that pressed down on him every moment.Inside the estate, the atmosphere was thick with tension. The council room, usually filled with casual chatter and scheming, was eerily quiet. Carrick had been spending less time in the boardrooms lately and more time on the streets, dealing with the remnants of the old order. Each deal, each confrontation, had taken its toll. He had started to feel the cracks in his control, as if the power he had so ruthlessly claimed was slipping through his fingers like sand.“Carrick,” Marco’s voice broke through the silence. “We’ve got a problem.”Carrick didn’t turn a
CHAPTER 102: NO REST FOR KINGS
The streets of the city seemed quieter than usual as Carrick stood on the balcony of the Gale estate, but he knew better. It wasn’t peace...it was fear. Fear gripped every corner, every alleyway, every rival family. Carrick Gale wasn’t a rumor anymore. He was reality. But power like this came with a cost. He could feel it pressing against his back like the cold barrel of a loaded gun.Inside the estate, the council room was already filling up.Marco was the first to speak as Carrick entered, his voice laced with concern. “Enzo and the others are downstairs. They want to pledge formally.”Darius yawned and leaned against the wall. “Good. Let’s not keep them waiting.”Carrick adjusted his cufflinks calmly. “Bring them in.”Moments later, Enzo entered, followed by a dozen men. They were all hardened men, bloodied from years under Moreno’s shadow, but tonight, they looked like schoolboys waiting for a principal’s verdict.Enzo cleared his throat nervously. “Boss... I mean, Carrick, sir...
CHAPTER 101. CEMENTING POWER
The night was far from over. Even as the flames from the Moreno estate flickered in the distance, Carrick knew this was only the beginning. Killing Moreno was a statement, a warning to any who still doubted his claim to power. But power wasn’t just about eliminating enemies...it was about control. Total control.As they drove back to the Gale estate, the tension inside the car was thick. Marco sat in silence, staring out the window, while Elias tapped his fingers against his knee impatiently.Darius finally spoke up, his usual smirk in place. “Well, that was fun. Can’t say I’ll miss Moreno. Guy was a snake.”Victor nodded in agreement. “Still, his connections ran deep. His men won’t just disappear. Some will scatter, but others will look for new leadership.”Carrick, sitting in the passenger seat, glanced at Victor. “Then we absorb them before someone else does.”Marco scoffed. “And you think they’ll just join you willingly?”Carrick smirked. “Everyone has a price.”Elias leaned forwa
CHAPTER 100: THE CLAIMS
The night air was thick with the smell of gunpowder and blood. The docks, once a battleground of betrayal, had fallen into silence. The echoes of gunfire had faded, replaced by the occasional groan of the wounded and the distant wail of police sirens.Carrick stood over his father’s lifeless body, his gun still warm in his grip. For a moment, he felt nothing. No satisfaction, no sorrow...just a hollow stillness.Marco stared at Zachary’s corpse, his expression unreadable. He had always been his father’s favored son, yet he didn’t speak. Perhaps he finally realized that Zachary had never truly loved either of them...only power.Darius stepped forward, nudging Zachary’s body with his boot. “Well, that’s that. Should we celebrate? Or are we mourning?”Carrick exhaled slowly, holstering his gun. “Neither. We’re not done.”Victor wiped blood from his sleeve. “You mean taking over the Gale Empire?”Carrick turned to him, his gaze sharp. “That’s exactly what I mean.”Elias chuckled, crossing
