Chapter 73 - the matriarch's fury
i did not panic, nor did i frantically summon federal authorities. the zenith syndicate owned the politicians, meaning we had to fight this battle in absolute, unforgiving darkness. i strapped on my tactical holster, securing my heavily modified sidearms, feeling the cold, familiar weight of my violent past settling over my shoulders. i was no longer a struggling delivery girl; i was the fierce, unbreakable matriarch of a multi-billion-dollar dynasty. maya stood beside me, her tailored charcoal suit replaced by sleek, black tactical gear. she possessed her father dominic's terrifyingly cold composure and my lethal, razor-sharp instincts. we are not giving them our legacy, mom, maya stated, her voice radiating an absolute, demonic authority that commanded ultimate respect. we are going to tear their entire syndicate apart piece by piece. i nodded, my jaw locking into solid, immovable stone. we activated the estate's offensive countermeasures, completely locking down the residential wing to ensure little elara was perfectly safe behind heavy titanium blast doors. we stepped out into the freezing, rain-swept night, two generations of apex predators ready to deliver flawless, absolute justice.👉 read part 74 to see the invisible hunt.
