Chapter 10 - The Confrontation Between Two Lifelong Friends Turns Brutal
Gideon walked down the stone stairs alone, his amber glasses left behind in the silent study above.
His eyes were clear, focused, and burning with a cold, terrifying fury.
Marcus turned around, his back pressed against the rusted iron door of the boathouse.
“You really thought you could cage me, Gideon?” Marcus sneered, pulling a heavy steel-barreled pistol from his coat.
“You were my brother, Marcus,” Gideon said, stopping ten feet away from the barrel of the gun.
“Brotherhood doesn't pay for an empire,” Marcus spat back, his finger tightening slightly on the trigger.
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“I built this waterfront with my bare hands while you sat in boardrooms!”
“And you were ready to hand it over to a foreign syndicate the moment I went blind,” Gideon replied quietly.
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