Chapter 6 - The Traitor's Name
The assassin swallowed hard, sweating profusely under the bright sunlight and the intense heat of the burning yacht.
"I don't know his real name!" the assassin wailed pathetically, terrified of the towering enforcers holding him down. "He paid me in crypto! He just gave me the explosive and the security codes to bypass your guards!"
"You're lying," Adrian replied coldly. He reached into his suit jacket and pulled out a heavy, suppressed handgun. He didn't aim it at the man's head. He aimed it directly at his kneecap.
"Wait! Please!" the assassin shrieked like a feral coward. "I saw his ring! When he handed me the cash deposit, he was wearing a heavy gold ring with a black onyx eagle!"
Adrian completely froze. The heavy handgun lowered slightly.
The blood violently drained from Adrian’s handsome face. The cinematic realization crashed over him with the force of a nuclear bomb.
There was only one man in the entire criminal underworld who wore a custom black onyx eagle ring. It wasn't a rival cartel boss. It wasn't a bitter enemy.
It was Julian. Adrian’s own younger brother, and the second-in-command of his entire mafia empire.
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Julian had orchestrated the assassination to seize the throne. He had been willing to blow up his own brother, and an innocent maid and her child, just to take control of the family's billions.
👉 What absolute, brutal justice is Adrian about to execute on his own flesh and blood?
