Chapter 12 - Adrian Confronts His Most Trusted Lieutenant Directly
Furious and running on pure adrenaline, Adrian wheeled himself rapidly down the corridor toward the basement holding cells.
Vincent and two armed guards jogged alongside his wheelchair, their weapons drawn and ready for an ambush.
They reached the reinforced steel door of the vault room, where the electronic keypad was blinking a frantic red warning.
Adrian punched in the master override code, throwing the heavy steel door open with a loud, echoing metallic slam.
Marcus sat bound in the chair, looking up with a smug, triumphant smirk plastered across his bloodied face.
“Did you like my parting gift, Adrian? The feds are probably raiding your Brooklyn ports as we speak,” Marcus laughed.
Adrian rolled his chair right up to Marcus, staring down at the traitor with a look of absolute, chilling contempt.
“You think destroying my empire hurts me, Marcus? You forgot the one rule you taught me eleven years ago,” Adrian said softly.
“What rule is that?” Marcus sneered, spitting a drop of blood onto the concrete floor between them.
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“An empire can always be rebuilt from ash. But a traitor only gets one chance to look into the eyes of the wolf.”
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