Chapter 2 - Dominic Interrogates Nathan Cross In The Underground Cellar
The cold, damp air of the stone cellar hung heavy with betrayal as Dominic Vale stood over his oldest friend.
Nathan Cross kept his gaze locked on the flagstone floor, refusing to meet the piercing, freezing stare of the empire builder.
“Seventeen years, Nathan,” Dominic spoke, his voice dangerously low and devoid of any human warmth.
“Seventeen years of standing shoulder to shoulder through wars, blood, and fire, and this is how you repay my trust?” he added.
Nathan swallowed hard, finally looking up with a bitter, defensive smile crossing his pale lips.
“You think you own everything, Dom,” Nathan spat back, his voice trembling with years of suppressed resentment.
“You sit on your throne in Hudson Valley while the rest of us actually build and maintain your crumbling kingdom,” Nathan muttered.
Dominic didn’t raise his voice; instead, he stepped closer until the physical presence of absolute power dominated the space.
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“Marcus, lock him in the eastern detention wing until I decide whether he faces a bullet or a courtroom,” Dominic commanded coldly.
Two armed guards grabbed Nathan by the shoulders, dragging the disgraced advisor away into the dark lower corridors of the mansion.
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