Chapter 12 - Dante Tracks Down the Informant
Back upstairs, Dante walked through the smoke-filled living room stepping over two incapacitated mercenaries clad in black armor.
He pressed his earpiece, connecting directly to his loyal regional enforcers waiting outside the perimeter gates.
“Clean up this trash and secure the perimeter; Victor’s hit squad just made their move,” Dante commanded into the comms.
One of the mercenaries groaned on the floor, clutching a bleeding shoulder while staring up at Dante with defiant eyes.
Dante crouched beside him, pressing the cold barrel of his pistol against the man's forehead without a trace of hesitation.
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“Who sent you? Give me a name or join your friends in the morgue,” Dante whispered, his voice like grinding ice.
“Victor... Victor Vance ordered the sweep,” the mercenary choked out before passing out from blood loss on the hardwood floor.
