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BANG BANG BANG Chapter 62. BREAKING THE CHAINS
The roar of the engines filled the night as the two black SUVs closed in behind them, headlights slicing through the darkness.Carrick’s grip on the wheel tightened. This wasn’t over.“Jason, Anthony.. prepare for a fight,” he ordered, his voice sharp.Jason chambered a round, rolling down the window. “On it, boss.”Anthony pulled out a compact rifle, checking the sights. “What’s the play?”Carrick glanced in the rearview mirror. “We need to lose them before we reach the safe house.”His mother, calm despite the danger, placed a gentle hand on his shoulder. “Carrick…”He didn’t take his eyes off the road. “Don’t worry, Mother. I won’t let them take you back.”She sighed, her gaze filled with an emotion he couldn’t quite decipher. “I know.”The first SUV behind them lurched forward, ramming into their bumper.The impact jolted everyone in the car.Jason cursed. “They’re trying to run us off the road!”Carrick gritted his teeth. Not happening. He yanked the steering wheel, controlling t
BANG BANG BANG Chapter 63. LINES IN THE SAND
The safe house was a dimly lit warehouse near the docks, its towering metal shelves casting long shadows over the concrete floor. The salty air from the sea mixed with the faint scent of oil and dust.Carrick stood at the center of it all, arms crossed, his mind racing through the next steps. His mother sat on an old leather chair nearby, silent, but watchful. Victor leaned against a crate, while Jason and Anthony took positions near the entrance, their eyes scanning for any movement.The room was thick with tension. The Gale Family wouldn’t stay quiet for long.Victor was the first to break the silence. “Your father’s going to respond, and it won’t be subtle.”Carrick’s jaw clenched. “I’m counting on that.”Jason scoffed, loading his pistol. “Yeah? Well, forgive me if I don’t exactly love the idea of having Gale hit squads breathing down our necks every second.”Anthony nodded. “He’s right. We need to go on the offensive before Zachary regroups.”Carrick turned to his mother. “He’ll
BANG BANG BANG CHAPTER 64: THE FALL OF RAFAEL DOMINGUEZ
The night was thick with the scent of rain-soaked asphalt as Carrick and his team drove toward the next target. Rafael Dominguez. A man who had built his reputation in the underworld by running supply lines that stretched across three states. Drugs. Guns. Money. If it moved through Zachary Gale’s empire, it had Dominguez’s fingerprints on it. Tonight, Carrick was going to rip those fingers off. Victor, driving the sleek black SUV, glanced at Carrick through the rearview mirror. "You think he’ll talk as easily as Corletti?" Carrick didn’t look up from his phone. "No. Which is why we’re skipping the negotiations." Jason, sitting beside him, smirked. "I like this plan already." The SUV came to a slow stop in front of an abandoned industrial warehouse near the city docks. Dominguez operated out of a shipping yard, moving shipments through container ships that left no paper trail. Tonight, however, Carrick wasn’t here for the paper trail. He was here for blood. Inside the Warehou
BANG BANG BANG CHAPTER 65: CUTTING THE LAST THREAD
The city was alive with the hum of the night, but inside the black SUV, there was only silence.Carrick sat in the backseat, his fingers tapping against his knee. He wasn’t impatient, he was calculating.Two pieces of his father’s empire had already fallen. Lorenzo Corletti and Rafael Dominguez were out of the picture. That left one final piece before he could go for the king himself.Ezra Mallory.A former investment banker turned financial architect of Zachary Gale’s criminal empire. He handled money laundering, offshore accounts, and political bribes. If Zachary was the head, Ezra was the spine.Break the spine, and the body would collapse.Victor glanced at Carrick through the rearview mirror. “We heading straight for him?”Carrick exhaled, his mind working through the variables. “Not yet.”Jason, in the passenger seat, frowned. “Why not? He’s the last loose end before we can take down Zachary.”Carrick’s lips curled slightly. “Exactly. Which means he’s going to expect us.”Jason
BANG BANG BANG CHAPTER 66: THE GATHERING STORM
The Zenith mansion was buzzing with activity. Men moved in and out, preparing weapons, securing intel, and reinforcing security measures. The air was thick with tension, a war was coming.Carrick stood in the center of the main hall, his gaze hard as steel. He had just eliminated Ezra Mallory, the final pillar supporting his father’s empire. Now, only one enemy remained.. Zachary Gale.The bastard who had betrayed him.The man who had left his mother to suffer.The devil who had ruled the underworld for too long.Carrick clenched his fists. It was time.Victor Alistair entered, flanked by Jason and Anthony. Victor wore his usual tailored suit, but tonight, there was a seriousness in his demeanor.“Ezra’s death will send a message,” Victor said, taking a seat. “But Zachary won’t be caught off guard. If anything, this will make him more dangerous.”Carrick smirked. “Good. I want him desperate.”Jason leaned against the table. “Ezra said the arms deal is happening in three days at the do
BANG BANG BANG CHAPTER 67: THE FALL OF A KING
The warehouse reeked of smoke and gunpowder. Fires crackled, casting eerie shadows across the wreckage of what had once been Zachary Gale’s last stronghold. Bodies of his men littered the floor, some groaning in pain, others forever still.Carrick Gale stood at the center of it all, his gaze locked onto his father, the man who had once ruled over him like a god, the man who had discarded him like trash.Now, that same man was on his knees, clutching a bloodied wound at his side, his suit torn, his breathing uneven.Jason approached from behind Carrick, his gun still drawn, though unnecessary at this point. “Docks are secure,” he reported. “Victor and his men have locked down every escape route. There’s nowhere left for him to run.”Carrick gave a slow nod but didn’t take his eyes off his father. Zachary Gale, the great kingpin, the feared ruler of the Gale Family… reduced to this.“You look smaller,” Carrick murmured, voice calm, almost thoughtful.Zachary’s eyes flickered with anger.
BANG BANG BANG CHAPTER 68: THE THRONE IS NEVER EMPTY
The air outside the warehouse was thick with the smell of burning wood and blood. The city skyline loomed beyond the docks, its neon lights flickering like distant stars. Carrick stood by the black SUV, hands tucked into his coat pockets, watching as Zachary Gale was shoved into the back of a waiting car. His former kingpin father didn’t struggle, there was no point.Jason leaned against the vehicle beside Carrick, arms crossed. “So, what now?”Carrick exhaled, watching the smoke rise from the wreckage. “We don’t celebrate just yet.”Jason raised a brow. “Boss, we just took down Zachary Gale. If that’s not worth a drink, I don’t know what is.”Carrick smirked, but his eyes remained cold. “That was one battle. The war isn’t over.”Jason studied him for a second before sighing. “Right. Domino.”Carrick’s expression hardened. Domino Gale. The older brother who had been one step ahead since the beginning. If Zachary was the king, Domino was the prince who had never been content playing se
BANG BANG BANG CHAPTER 69: BLOOD AND BROTHERHOOD
Carrick’s grip on his phone tightened as he read the message again. “If you want her back, let’s talk.” Jason was already pacing. “Domino doesn’t do ‘talks.’ This is a setup.” Victor exhaled sharply. “Of course, it’s a setup. He’s daring you to walk into a trap.” Carrick’s eyes darkened. He knows I won’t ignore this. Jason turned to him. “Boss, you can’t..” “I don’t have a choice.” His voice was quiet, controlled, but beneath it, a storm was brewing. Jason ran a hand through his hair. “Damn it, Carrick. That’s what he wants! He knows your mother is your weak spot. He’s pulling you in.” Carrick’s gaze flicked to Victor. “Location?” Victor was already working, fingers gliding over his phone. A moment later, he looked up. “A warehouse on the outskirts of the city. No doubt crawling with his men.” Jason scoffed. “Of course. Same old Domino. Too arrogant to pick neutral ground.” Carrick slipped his phone into his pocket and straightened. “Then we go prepared.” Jaso
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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
CHAPTER 99. UNDESERVING OF FORGIVENESS
Carrick sat motionless, his fingers drumming lightly on the wooden surface of his desk. His piercing gaze remained fixed on Marco, who stood before him with an uncharacteristic tension in his shoulders.“So, let me get this straight,” Carrick said, his voice slow, deliberate. “You came all the way here… to warn me about our father?”Marco exhaled, his lips pressing into a thin line. “Yes.”Carrick leaned back in his chair, studying his brother with cold amusement. “That’s interesting. Because the last time we spoke, you were quite happy to watch me die.”A flicker of guilt crossed Marco’s face. “I didn’t come here to argue, Carrick.”Victor, standing near the door with his arms crossed, scoffed. “Then what exactly do you want? Forgiveness? A fresh start?”Marco’s gaze darted to Victor before settling back on Carrick. “I don’t expect either of those things.”Carrick exhaled, shaking his head. “Then why the hell should I believe a word you say?”Marco took a step forward, his fists clen
CHAPTER 98. LINGERING SHADOW
The weight of the city pressed down on Carrick’s shoulders. The war had been won, but there was no peace...not yet.From his penthouse office, he watched the skyline, the lights of New Manhattan twinkling like stars. This was his city now. His empire. And yet, his enemy still lived.Zachary Gale had not disappeared. He had not begged for mercy.And that made him a problem.The soft hum of the city below was a deceptive lullaby, masking the storm brewing in the underworld. Carrick exhaled sharply, his fingers tapping rhythmically against his desk. He had stripped Zachary of his wealth, his power, and his men. But the man was still standing, still plotting. That was a mistake Carrick intended to correct.The door to his office creaked open.Elias stepped inside, his usual cocky smirk absent. “We have a situation.”Carrick turned, his sharp gaze locking onto him. “Go on.”Elias placed a file on the desk and flipped it open. “Zachary’s been making moves. He’s been seen meeting with former
