Chapter: Chapter Twenty-Three–CaregiverKhaid stared down at Satera, his gun pressed to her head, the last vestiges of his adrenaline-fueled control draining away.“It's me! It's me! Bluey!” she managed to gasp, her eyes wide with terror.The shock of seeing her, combined with the extreme physical effort of concealing his injury, was too much. The pain that had been a dull throb in his stomach surged into a blinding white wave.“You sly thing” he hissed, the words laced with pain rather than anger, his aim momentarily forgotten.His vision tunneled. The gun slipped from his hand, clattering harmlessly onto the leather couch. Khaid did not fall back, he collapsed heavily onto the single chair beside the couch, his body folding in on itself. He gripped his midsection, his tailored suit now visibly soaking dark red blood. His breath came out in ragged gasps.Bluey, realizing the gun was no longer pointed at her and that the towering figure of her captor was now dangerously vulnerable, stood hurriedly and rushed to the light sw
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty-Two–The HitKael sped on the silent and lonely highway. He was looking at Anna intermittently through the rearview mirror. She was just still and her face was blank and void of any emotions.“Ma'am, are you okay?” Kael asked in concern.“Can you f*cking stop calling me ma'am?” She exploded like a ticking bomb. Her eyes were heavy with rage and she just spat out one percent of it at Kael. Then she muttered. “I'm not hit”“You are not? That was a precise target by the. . .” Kael suddenly stopped what he was saying. As if on cue, he and Anna both transferred their gaze to Khaid who was looking ahead. His mouth was paused and his eyes were dark and blank.“Khaid, did the bullet hit you?” Anna grew hysterical. “I’m fine. It only grazed my shoulder” He responded.“I don't believe you” Anna then turned to Kael. “Put that goddamn doctor on the line this minute and step on the f*cking brakes!”Without waiting for further instructions, Kael stepped on the brakes and sped off like a mad man on the trail.“
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty-one–The Unscheduled Pickup 11PMKhaid’s armored sedan, driven by Kael, was cutting through the night serenity. Everywhere was silent except for the chirpings of euphoric birds. Belg city’s bustle shuts down earlier in the night. Only the Mafia rule the night. At the back seat, Anna was looking decidedly irritated.“Honestly, Nicholas” Anna sighed, adjusting her crimson suit jacket, “this convoy is utterly inefficient. Three of us for a simple pickup from The Specter? It's overkill, even for you.”Khaid, seated next to her, barely glanced up from the Ipad in his palm. “Efficiency is secondary to respect, Anna. The Specter is old-world. Sending Kael alone is an insult. And sending you alone would make us look desperate. We need to remind him who runs Belg City now.”“We need to pick up a box, not conquer a city. And I’m perfectly capable of handling Specter's ego” Anna retorted. “He practically kisses the ground I walk on. The real question is, why did we even drive out here? You could have had the item delivered
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Chapter: Chapter Twenty-The missionNiche Group Of Companies At precisely twelve o'clock, the serenity of the main entrance was shattered by the snarling, high-performance engine of an Italian supercar. Like always, Anna Jager made a rather dramatic entrance, parking her customized Lamborghini Aventador diagonally across two reserved spaces, not paying attention to the valet staff scrambling to intervene.The Niche Group of Companies headquarters was a towering edifice of polished chrome and tinted glass, a monument to Khaid Jager's public legitimacy. A tight circle of security guards and junior associates near the main lobby entrance dissolved into hushed conversational admiration. Some were even drooling at some point.“Did you see that paint job? Crimson. Only Anna Jager would wear a suit the same color as a six-hundred thousand dollar car. She's unreal.”“Unreal is right. That swagger? She doesn't walk, she glides. And look at the way she treats the valet. Absolute zero patience. That's power.”“She’s the only reas
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Chapter: Chapter Nineteen-The Old GuardThe Specter’s ChamberQye walked in calm, calculated steps towards a separate, heavily protected estate belonging to one of the few men who commanded enough respect and fear to host a simultaneous war council for both the Jager and MTP Clan.“Boss” Qye bowed in respect.The Specter was a retired giant of the old world, a legendary figure whose influence extended deep into the city's power structures, and who had often served as an unofficial mediator and occasionally, an executioner for the Mafia’s elite. He's an old man who still has the gay eyes of one who is still interested in war if war comes to him.His study was not opulent like Nepher Jager’s, but immense, lined entirely with dark, unpolished steel. He sat behind a massive, raw slab of obsidian, looking more like an immovable monument than a man. He was huge, his bulk straining the fabric of his dark suit.Jerry, MTP's trembling envoy, stood stiffly near the door, having delivered his message. Qye was already there, standing s
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Chapter: Chapter Eighteen-The threshold “Okay, Boss” she muttered, the sarcasm a quiet defense mechanism. Then her eyes widened upon realization. “I don't know where your room is!”The words were spoken into empty air. Khaid was already gone, his heavy footsteps retreating up the stairs. She looked down at the ceramic bottle of dark, aromatic liquid. She had just been granted access to the one area of the fortress no one, not a mistress, not even Agnes, based on the rigid protocols has ever breached. The Master Suite.Taking a deep breath, she picked up the bottle and left the kitchen. She navigated the Central Wing, following the general direction of his footsteps until she reached a set of double doors guarded by a discrete, flickering biometric scanner. This had to be it.She paused, looking at the door. Her hands were clean, the bottle warm, the intent purely medicinal. Yet, the act felt like an intrusion of the most profound kind. She pressed the faint intercom button.A moment later, Kael’s voice, flat and mechanical,
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