Chapter 10 - Volkov Threatens Sarah to Draw Adrian Out
Three hours later, inside a heavily fortified safe house hidden beneath a sprawling warehouse in Jersey City, the comms buzzed.
Vincent answered the encrypted satellite feed, his face darkening instantly as an unfamiliar digital voice filled the room.
“Moretti, I know you’re listening,” Dimitri Volkov’s mocking baritone echoed clearly through the secure speakerphone.
Adrian stepped forward, snatching the receiver from Vincent’s hands with ice-cold fury burning in his slate-gray eyes.
“Volkov,” Adrian spat, his voice dropping into a lethal register that made the seasoned enforcers in the room step back.
“You thought you could hide your little family in Queens like common ghosts,” Volkov laughed coldly on the other end.
“If you ever touch their neighborhood again, I will personally flay you alive and feed your remains to the harbor rats,” Adrian warned.
“Ooh, fierce words for a dying man,” Volkov taunted. “My men recovered a personal item your girlfriend left behind.”
A sickening audio clip played through the speaker—Sarah’s voice crying out in terror before the feed abruptly cut to static.
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Adrian stared at the dead phone, his heart monitor beeping a furious, warning cadence across the silent room.
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