Chapter 8 - The Syndicate's End
The next morning, the criminal underworld of the city was completely shaken.
Vincent Moretti, the ruthless boss who controlled the ports, the judges, and the politicians, called a mandatory meeting with his top lieutenants. They expected him to announce a new war. They expected him to consolidate his power after his wife's passing.
Instead, Vincent walked into the heavily guarded warehouse carrying a single, thick leather briefcase.
He didn't wear a sharp black suit. He wore a simple, dark sweater. He looked exhausted, haunted, and completely devoid of his usual arrogance.
"The syndicate is disbanded," Vincent announced softly, dropping the heavy briefcase onto the metal table.
His second-in-command, a massive, scarred man named Rocco, stepped forward in absolute shock. "Boss, you can't be serious. We control the entire eastern seaboard. You can't just walk away."
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"I am walking away," Vincent replied, his voice firm and unshakeable. He opened the briefcase, revealing millions of dollars in untraceable cash. "Severance. Take it, divide it, and disappear. Anyone who tries to keep operating under the Moretti name will be handed directly over to the feds. I have already sent the master ledger to the District Attorney."
👉 Why would Vincent destroy his own multi-billion-dollar empire?
