Chapter 9 - The Miracle and the Lie
Bruno’s eyes nearly bulged out of his head. "You... you're walking..." he stammered, his blood-soaked face turning pale as paper. "Your legs... you were paralyzed!"
Damian stood at six-foot-two, his broad shoulders filling his dark suit, his face an impenetrable wall of lethal power. He looked down at his traitorous capo with eyes of pure, burning steel.
"I needed to know who in my inner circle was loyal, Bruno," Damian revealed, his voice a low, terrifying rumble. "The dock ambush six months ago was a test. I feigned paralysis to see which rats would run to Moretti when they thought I was helpless."
Bruno shook violently, trying to pull his arm free, but Damian’s grip was like an iron vise.
"And you," Damian continued, twisting Bruno's wrist until the hunting knife dropped uselessly to the floor, "were the first rat to bite."
With a single, devastating movement, Damian slammed his fist into Bruno's jaw, sending the capo flying across the room where he crashed into the marble fireplace, falling unconscious into a heap of blood and shattered stone.
On the other side of the room, Viktor Moretti stood frozen, his shotgun dropping an inch as he stared at the standing Mafia Boss he believed was a helpless cripple.
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"No..." Viktor whispered, horror washing over his aged face. "It was a trap..."
👉 Read PART 10 to see how Damian confronted Viktor Moretti face-to-face!
