Chapter 16 - The Midnight Raid On The Rival Safehouse Warehouse
That night, Damian led a surgical strike team directly to Victor Rossi’s primary downtown safehouse on Wabash Avenue.
The heavy iron doors were breached with a silent explosive charge, shattering the locks before the guards could even draw their guns.
Damian stepped into the smoky lounge, his dark overcoat billowing behind him like the wings of a predatory bird.
Rossi sat at the poker table with his remaining lieutenants, freezing in absolute terror as the Reyes enforcers surrounded them.
“D-Damian? We can talk about a truce, we can split the harbor profits fifty-fifty!” Rossi stammered, raising his hands slowly.
“There is no truce, Victor. Your time in Chicago has officially expired,” Damian said, walking slowly toward the table.
Within minutes, Rossi’s syndicate infrastructure was completely dismantled, his accounts seized, and his lieutenants detained.
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Damian stood amidst the chaos, a pillar of absolute order in a city governed by violence and greed.
The underworld bowed its head in collective submission, recognizing that Damian Reyes was the undisputed king of Chicago.
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