Gabriel's PovThe numbers spoke for themselves. One night’s earnings from Basque, and I knew I’d made the right move. Renz’s empire—mine now—was bleeding money into my pockets.So I thought, why not thank the man himself?I drove to the old estate, where Renz was kept. The place was quiet. Word around town was that everything he owned had already been transferred. Sold off to a new name.The thought made me grin.When I walked in, the air smelled awful—like blood, sweat, and decay. I followed the trail down to the basement, where they kept him. My men called it the cage.And there he was—the mighty, untouchable Luis Renz—flat on the ground, barely breathing.I couldn’t help but chuckle. “Hello there, old friend,” I said, just loud enough to stir him.He didn’t move. Didn’t even look at me.Still rude, huh, I sighed. “You know, I went out of my way to visit. Thought I’d thank you—for handing me everything. The clubs, the bars, the money… hell, even your people.”He said nothing, just s
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