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BANG BANG BANG CHAPTER 49: THE FIRST MOVE
The Zenith Headquarters loomed ahead as Carrick’s car tore through the streets. The city, usually a sea of neon lights and late-night traffic, was now a battlefield. The Gale Family had declared war, and they were making their first move.. attacking the very heart of the Zenith Family.Carrick's grip tightened on the wheel as he weaved through the chaos. Explosions lit up the night sky in the distance, and the sound of sirens and gunfire echoed down the streets. His mind was already strategizing, calculating the next move.Jason’s voice crackled through his earpiece again. “Carrick, we’re holding them off, but they’ve got numbers. We need you here, now.”“I’m three minutes out,” Carrick replied, his voice cold and unwavering.Anthony’s voice chimed in. “Make it two.”Carrick smirked despite the situation. “Don’t start the party without me.”Inside Zenith Headquarters.Jason crouched behind an overturned table in the strategy room, his pistol aimed at the entrance. The sounds of battle
BANG BANG BANG CHAPTER 50: CALCULATED STRIKES
The air inside Zenith Headquarters was thick with the scent of gunpowder and blood. Spent bullet casings littered the marble floors, and faint traces of smoke curled toward the ceiling. The once-imposing entrance hall, now a warzone, was eerily silent as Zenith Family members moved through the wreckage, checking bodies, tending to the wounded, and reinforcing their positions.Carrick Gale stood in the center of it all, his sharp eyes scanning the battlefield with a detached precision. Despite the chaos, he appeared completely composed, his mind already working ahead.Jason approached him, wiping dirt from his face. “That was close,” he muttered.Carrick didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he turned toward Anthony, who was barking orders at the men. “Status report.”Anthony wiped a streak of blood from his forehead.. none of it his own. “We lost ten men. Fifteen more are injured, but nothing fatal.” He exhaled sharply. “Could’ve been worse.”Jason scoffed. “Yeah, if Carrick hadn’t wip
BANG BANG BANG CHAPTER 51: THE COST OF WAR
The tension inside Zenith Headquarters was thick. Though the operation had been a success, everyone knew the Gale Family wouldn't take the loss lying down. The silence before the storm was unsettling.Carrick sat at the head of the long conference table, his fingers interlaced as he listened to the updates. The room was dimly lit, the only sources of light coming from the monitors displaying financial charts and security feeds.Jason leaned back in his chair, arms crossed. “So, what’s next? The Gale Family isn’t just going to sit on their losses.”Anthony nodded. “Yeah, Zachary’s too prideful. He’ll strike back, and hard.”Victor smirked slightly. “That’s what we want, isn’t it?” He turned to Carrick. “We forced their hand. Now we see how they play their next move.”Carrick remained silent for a moment, his gaze fixed on the screen in front of him. Then, he exhaled through his nose. “They’ll retaliate in two ways.”Jason raised an eyebrow. “Two ways?”Carrick nodded. “First, they’ll g
BANG BANG BANG CHAPTER 52: THE SHIFTING BOARD
Carrick sat alone in his office, the city lights casting a faint glow through the floor-to-ceiling windows. His mind was sharp, processing every move that had been played so far. His conversation with Dante Romano had been a success, but he knew the old man wouldn't risk everything for free.A soft knock at the door pulled him from his thoughts.“Come in.”Jason stepped inside, followed by Victor and Anthony. The weight in their expressions told Carrick they weren’t here for casual conversation.“We’ve got movement,” Jason said, tossing a file onto Carrick’s desk. “Zachary’s making his play.”Carrick picked up the file and flipped through the pages. It contained reports, intercepted communications, and lists of suspected turncoats.Victor folded his arms. “He’s trying to turn your own people against you.”Carrick let out a quiet breath. He had anticipated this, but seeing the names in black and white made it real.Anthony leaned against the wall. “We’ve already questioned a few of the
BANG BANG BANG CHAPTER 53: THE ART OF WAR
The Zenith Headquarters was unusually silent, a stark contrast to the storm brewing outside its walls. The article had spread like wildfire, painting Carrick as nothing more than a power-hungry criminal, someone no better than the enemies he had sworn to eliminate. It was a well-crafted attack.. not just on his empire but on his reputation.Carrick sat at the head of the long conference table, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the polished wood. Jason, Victor, Anthony, and a few of his most trusted men were gathered around him, their faces tense.Jason was the first to speak. “We traced the article back to a journalist named David Leclair. But he’s just a pawn. The real power behind this smear campaign is Zachary’s PR firm.. Blackwell Strategies.”Victor let out a low whistle. “They don’t come cheap. Someone’s throwing a lot of money into making sure the city turns against you.”Carrick’s lips pressed into a thin line. “It’s not just about money. Zachary isn’t trying to kill me
BANG BANG BANG CHAPTER 54: A MOTHER'S WORTH
The streets of the old district were eerily quiet, the only sound coming from the low hum of the engines as Carrick’s convoy moved swiftly through the narrow roads. Street Lights flickered intermittently, casting long shadows against the crumbling brick buildings.Carrick sat in the lead SUV, his fingers drumming against the leather seat. His mind was running through every possible scenario. Why would his mother leave the estate without protection? She was no fool. She knew the dangers of being seen alone, especially now that Zachary had gone on the offensive.Jason’s voice crackled through the comms. “We’ve got eyes on her car. It’s parked outside an abandoned textile factory. No sign of her yet.”Carrick tightened his jaw. A setup. It had to be.He grabbed his gun from the seat beside him and checked the magazine before sliding it back into place. “Nobody moves until I say so.”Victor, sitting beside him, let out a slow breath. “You think Zachary would actually hurt her?”Carrick’s
BANG BANG BANG CHAPTER 55: A TOLL ON POWER
The drive back to the Zenith headquarters was silent.Carrick sat in the backseat with his mother beside him, her hands folded neatly in her lap. Despite the night’s events, she looked as composed as ever, though he could see the subtle tension in her fingers.Victor drove, his eyes flicking to the rearview mirror every few minutes, checking for tails. Jason and Anthony followed closely behind in the second vehicle, their convoy moving through the city’s quiet streets like shadows.Finally, Elena broke the silence.“You shouldn’t have come for me.”Carrick turned his head slightly, studying her. “And why’s that?”Elena sighed, her gaze fixed outside the window. “Because I’m not your weakness, Carrick. I don’t want to be.”Carrick frowned. “You think I see you as a weakness?”She gave him a pointed look. “You risked your position, your men, and your advantage just to get me back. Zachary wanted you to make a move, and you did.”Carrick leaned back against the seat, his expression unrea
BANG BANG BANG CHAPTER 56: SHADOW MOVES
The air inside the Zenith headquarters was thick with anticipation. The latest strike against Domino had been a success, but no one in the room believed he would take it lying down.Carrick sat at the head of the table in the war room, fingers tapping lightly against the polished surface. The light from the overhead fixture cast sharp shadows across his face, making his expression unreadable.Jason leaned against the far wall, arms crossed, his sharp gaze bouncing between the faces gathered at the table. Victor sat at Carrick’s right, quietly scanning a report, while Anthony was checking his phone, his usual smirk absent.Elena stood behind Carrick’s chair, silent but observant. She knew better than anyone that the hardest part wasn’t winning a battle—it was anticipating the counterattack.The silence stretched before Jason finally broke it."Domino’s too smart to retaliate immediately. He’ll let us think we’re in control before he strikes back."Carrick nodded slowly. "That’s what I’
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CHAPTER 110. THE COST OF SILENCE
The early morning light filtered through a gray sky, casting the city in a muted, colorless haze. It was the kind of dawn that felt like it hadn’t earned the right to rise...like it was mourning something lost in the night.Carrick stood in the chapel at the far end of the estate, where the dust hung thick in the air and the stained glass no longer caught the sun the way it used to. No one came here anymore. Not since his mother died. The wooden pews were warped with time and weather, but the silence was clean.He lit a candle.Not for Elena. Not for Moretti. Maybe not for anyone.He just needed to light something that didn’t burn with hatred.Behind him, the heavy creak of the door gave away Marco’s approach.“I didn’t think you’d be here,” Marco said softly.Carrick didn’t turn. “Didn’t think I still believed in anything?”Marco didn’t answer. He stepped beside him and stared at the flickering flame.“You’re not the only one who lost something that night,” he said. “You keep acting
CHAPTER 109. ASHES AND ECHOES
The city awoke to the scent of blood and smoke. By morning, news of the massacre at the docks had spread like wildfire through the underworld. Whispers crawled through the alleys and bars, into the cigar lounges and the brothels. Moretti and Elena De Luca were dead. Executed in a blaze of violence that had left no room for doubt...Carrick Gale had drawn the line in blood, and dared anyone to cross it. But not all lines could be erased with bullets. In a shadowed office deep in the West District, Arturo Salvi stood with his back to the window, cigarette in hand, watching the city with narrowed eyes. He was one of the old blood...the kind who had ruled before Carrick, before Moretti, before the streets became a chessboard of death. Beside him, Alessia De Luca, Elena’s younger sister, sat in silence, her fingers clenched tight around a crystal tumbler of scotch. “They butchered her,” Alessia said, her voice hollow. “Left her in the dirt like some street dog.” Arturo didn’t turn
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...
