Chapter 17 - the brutal lesson
sylvester closed the distance with terrifying, explosive speed. before carlo could pull the trigger a second time, sylvester’s massive hand clamped down over the gold-plated revolver, twisting it violently.
carlo shrieked in agony as his wrist fractured under the bone-crushing grip. the gun clattered uselessly onto the cold concrete floor.
sylvester grabbed carlo by the collar of his expensive suit, lifting the struggling syndicate boss entirely off his feet and slamming him brutally against the heavy metal door. all the air rushed out of carlo's lungs.
"you thought ten years in the shadows made me soft," sylvester whispered, his face inches from the terrified man. "you thought you could extort my family's legacy just because vivienne was a weak, pathetic coward."
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"please! stallone, please!" carlo begged, tears of absolute panic streaming down his bruised face. "i'll leave the city! i'll give you everything!"
"you have nothing left to give," sylvester replied coldly. his elite men emerged from the shadows, fully securing the warehouse and bound the surviving morretti mercenaries on the floor. the violent ambush had been completely crushed in less than ten minutes.
