Chapter 7 - Watching ambitious rival syndicate bosses plot a hostile corporate takeover of the docks while unsuspecting enemies walk directly into a fatal trap.
High above the financial district in a sleek glass conference room, Viktor Vance watched the live security feed from Samuel's penthouse.
Viktor was a ruthless rival mob boss who had spent the last decade trying to absorb the Vane shipping cartel into his own portfolio.
"So the old ghost has a daughter working as a waitress in his own club," Viktor chuckled darkly, adjusting his silk tie.
"She walked right into the lion's den, boss; should we send our hit squad in to eliminate both of them tonight?" his lieutenant asked.
"Patience, Julian. Let Samuel reunite with his precious little girl; it will soften his guard and expose every weakness he has," Viktor smirked.
The corporate boardrooms of Manhattan were just as bloody as the back alleys, and a family reunion was the ultimate tactical vulnerability.
Viktor picked up his encrypted satellite phone, dialing a corrupt federal agent who owed him a massive gambling debt in Brooklyn.
"Prepare a federal warrant for child endangerment and racketeering; we're raiding Vane's penthouse at dawn," Viktor ordered coldly.
Unbeknownst to the rival syndicate, Samuel's security net was already tightening around every digital and physical leak in the city.
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