Chapter 4 - Heavy footsteps echo down the sterile corridor as the aggressive intruder groans in pain against the freshly waxed hospital floor tiles today in downtown Chicago.The aggressive man sneered, attempting to regain his arrogant posture despite the sudden terrifying intrusion.
"You picked the wrong family to cross, pal," the man in the red suit snapped with misplaced arrogance.
Luca Moretti did not blink, his slow, deliberate eye movement signaling total, unflinching confidence.
With blinding speed, Luca closed the distance between them before the corporate lackey could even blink.
A single, perfectly placed strike to the solar plexus sent the aggressive man gasping for breath.
His knees buckled instantly beneath him, crashing hard against the freshly waxed linoleum floor tiles.
The heavy thud echoed down the empty corridor, followed by a pathetic groan of absolute defeat.
Luca stood towering directly over him, his expression completely devoid of any emotion or mercy.
May you like
"Pathetic," Luca muttered coldly, looking down at the groaning corporate lackey with utter disdain.
The nurse in pink scrubs covered her mouth with trembling hands, watching the brutal street justice unfold.
Related Stories
