Chapter 28 - the final stronghold
The GPS coordinates extracted from the digital relay led Silas and his heavily armed syndicate guards to an abandoned, industrial shipping warehouse on the freezing outskirts of Chicago. The location was a perfect, isolated fortress.
Silas didn't launch a loud, chaotic frontal assault. The terrifying mafia enforcer operated with the silent, lethal precision of a true apex predator. Utilizing advanced thermal optics, his team systematically neutralized the perimeter sentries without making a single sound.
They breached the heavy steel doors, slipping into the cavernous, dimly lit warehouse. Dozens of Viktor's highly paid mercenaries were actively loading servers and weapons into armored transport vehicles, preparing to flee the city.
Silas stepped out of the shadows, his presence radiating an absolute, suffocating aura of apocalyptic doom. He didn't issue a warning or demand surrender. He simply raised his weapon, his dark eyes completely devoid of human mercy.
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The chaotic, bloody reckoning of the European syndicate had officially begun. No one who threatened Silas's family would ever see the sunrise.
👉 read part 29 to witness the brutal execution of the phantom.
