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Out Of Sort

作者: Morayo's ink
last update 最終更新日: 2025-10-21 17:13:04

Jin Daniels the one who controlled the majority of international exchange in the Mafia, Greg fisher The cities police commissioner, Marco Sullivan the arms dealer, Julius Franklin the presiding judge, Lucas Frieng the consigliere of the Moretti family and the Most unstable unhinged man in the room; Carlos, the trainer and supervisor of all the men who worked under the name Moretti. Together these men created the Entity known as the Moretti family and at the helm was Damian Moretti.

A large table in the middle of the spaced room, bright white lights fixed into the ceiling illuminated the otherwise dark space allowing clear view of every one present, Three leather seats on each side of the table with one slightly larger one at the head, The Moretti family crest boldy drawn with gold in the center of the table. One door that served both as the entrance and exit, The floor to ceiling windows had been tinted black to seclude them from the outside world. The closest thing to a guard's in th
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  • Play Thing Of The Enemy   The Brother's Broadcast

    Luca's POVWe're halfway to the garage when every screen in the mansion lights up simultaneously. The television in the hallway. The security monitors. Even the digital displays on the thermostats. All showing the same image.Matteo's face."Wait," I tell Damian, stopping in my tracks. "He's not done."Damian curses under his breath but stops. We stand in the hallway, staring at the nearest screen. My brother looks directly at the camera, like he can see us standing here."Luca," he says, and my name in his voice makes my chest tight. "I know you're watching. I know you're planning to rush to that warehouse with Damian. Don't. I'm not there anymore. But I am here.""Here?" I repeat. "What does that mean?""I mean I'm closer than you think, little brother. I've been close this whole time. Watching. Waiting. Making sure you're okay."My hands are shaking. I press them against my thighs to steady them. "If you've been close, why didn't you just talk to me? Why all the games?""Because Da

  • Play Thing Of The Enemy   The Imposters Game

    Damian's POV"No."That's all I can say. Just that one word, repeated over and over as Luca shows me the enhanced footage."No. No. This isn't real. This can't be real."But the image on the screen doesn't change. Matteo's face. Clear as day. Alive. Smiling that dark, knowing smile."Damian, look at it," Luca insists, his voice desperate. "It's him. The facial recognition confirms it. It's Matteo.""It's not possible." My voice sounds strange to my own ears. Hollow. "I was there, Luca. I held him as he died. I felt his last breath. I watched the light leave his eyes.""Then explain this." Luca taps the screen. "Explain how my brother is walking around your mansion five years after you say he died."I can't. My mind is fracturing, trying to reconcile what I know with what I'm seeing. The memories are so vivid. Matteo's blood on my hands. His weight in my arms. The way he whispered my name one last time before the silence claimed him. That was real. It had to be real."It's a trick," I

  • Play Thing Of The Enemy   Ghost Protocol

    Luca's POVI can't sleep. Can't eat. Can't think about anything except that figure in the shadows.It's been six hours since Jin saw the message on the window. Six hours of my mind spinning in circles, trying to make sense of the impossible. Matteo is dead. I saw his body. I went to the autopsy. I watched them close the casket.Didn't I?The memory feels distant now, fuzzy around the edges. I remember being in a cold room. I remember crying. I remember someone pulling a sheet back to show me a face. But was it really Matteo's face? Or was I so destroyed by grief that I saw what I expected to see?"You need to rest," Damian says from the doorway of the security room. He's been checking on me every hour, worried I'm losing my grip on reality.Maybe I am."I can't rest," I tell him, eyes fixed on the screen. "Not until I know the truth."I've been watching the conference room footage on loop. Frame by frame. Second by second. The shadow appears at 8:46:47 PM. It moves through the backgro

  • Play Thing Of The Enemy   Mexican Standoff

    Narrator's POVThe conference room has transformed into a battlefield. Broken glass litters the floor. Bullet holes puncture the walls. The smell of gunpowder and blood hangs heavy in the air. And in the center of it all, six men stand in a circle, guns drawn, each pointed at another.Jin's weapon aims at Greg. Greg's aims at Carlos. Carlos targets Lucas. Lucas points at Jin. And Damian stands in the middle, his gun sweeping between all of them, while Luca covers his back. No one moves. No one blinks. One wrong twitch and this room becomes a massacre."Everybody needs to calm down," Damian says, his voice steady despite the chaos. "Lower your weapons. Slowly.""Why should we?" Greg demands, his Russian accent thicker with stress. "One of us is killer. One of us murdered Marco in cold blood.""And it could be you," Jin snaps back. "You've been acting strange for weeks. Nervous. Jumpy.""I am jumpy because people keep dying!""Enough!" Damian's voice cracks like a whip. "This is exactly

  • Play Thing Of The Enemy   The Board Meeting Massacre

    Damian's POVThe conference room is silent except for the hum of the air conditioning. Six men sit around the polished mahogany table, each one representing a vital piece of my organization. Each one potentially a traitor.Jin Park handles my operations in Chinatown. Marco Sullivan manages the waterfront shipments. Julius Franklin oversees the casinos. Lucas Brennan runs weapons distribution. Greg Volkov controls my Eastern European connections. Carlos Torres, my head of security, sits closest to the door.I've known these men for years. Trusted them with my life, my secrets, my empire. But trust is a luxury I can no longer afford."Thank you for coming on such short notice," I begin, standing at the head of the table. Luca is positioned behind me, armed and alert. Don stands by the window, watching everything."Cut the pleasantries, Damian," Jin says, leaning back in his chair. "We all know why we're here. You think one of us is working with Orion.""Not think. Know." I place my hand

  • Play Thing Of The Enemy   The Truth Serum

    Luca's POVI don't sleep. How can I? Every time I close my eyes, I see that video. Matteo falling. The muzzle flash. Damian's silhouette holding the gun. By the time dawn breaks, I've made a decision.I find Damian in his office. He hasn't slept either. His shirt is wrinkled, his hair disheveled. There's a half-empty bottle of whiskey on his desk that wasn't there last night."We need to talk," I say.He looks up, and I see the exhaustion in his eyes. The weight of everything bearing down on him. "I'm listening."I close the door behind me and take a seat across from him. The gun is tucked into my waistband, a constant reminder of how close I came to using it."I have a proposal," I begin. "Something that will settle this once and for all.""I'm not taking a polygraph. Those things are unreliable.""Not a polygraph. Truth serum."Damian's eyebrows rise. "Sodium pentothal?""Yes. You submit to questioning under the influence. Answer every question I ask. No filters. No lies. Just pure,

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