Semua Bab Steel and Sin: Bab 111 - Bab 120

   Night came fast in BROTHERHOOD territory. The mountains swallowed the light early, leaving only the glow of watchfires and the low rumble of engines below.  Ashley stood beside the BROTHERHOOD'S upper lookout tower with Jax and Cole, going over the intel Nolan had given before heading off to strategize with Viktor. A cartel supply chain.Three trucks. Two escort SUVs. Dozens of boxes packed with weapons. If they took this convoy out, Delgado would lose half his firepower. Jax cracked his knuckles. “Feels like the good old days.” Cole snorted. “You mean before we got shot at every damn hour?” Jax smirked. “Speak for yourself. I still get shot at every damn hour.” Cole muttered something rude under his breath. 

  The BROTHERHOOD territory wasn’t supposed to be easy to get into.That was the whole point. A fortress-level compound. Guards who moved stealthily. The BROTHERHOOD didn’t bother with hiding—they just made sure no one could touch them. At least, that is what everyone believed. Ashley learned the truth the hard way—Nothing stays safe forever.  Not when a man obsessed like Marco Delgado decides to destroy everything in his path. Not even this place.  Nolan’s voice was still echoing off the metal walls of Viktor’s meeting hall when everything went wrong. He and Viktor were standing over the map table, laying out their next move. Ashley and Ace walked in just as both leaders started locking down plans. The moment Ashley stepped

   The BROTHERHOOD’s temporary outpost was just a half-collapsed ranger station hidden deep in the pines. It wasn’t safe or comfortable. But it was hidden. After the siege, hidden was barely enough. The Vipers and BROTHERHOOD moved through the small clearing—fixing gear, reloading bullets. Quiet talks floated through the night. Ashley sat at a workbench under a flickering lantern, sorting through the cartel intel they had salvaged. Her fingers moved fast, almost like a machine, while her mind turned over all they had lost—and all they still had to do. Across the clearing, Nolan spoke quietly with Viktor, heads close together, both tired but determined. Jax sharpened a knife by the fire, scraping stone against metal with steady rhythm. Cole helped a BROTHERHOOD member strengthe

   The ranger station felt different and charged with readiness after Ramirez left. Ashley could feel it in every BROTHERHOOD member patrolling the perimeter, every Viper checking their gear.  Delgado wasn’t just coming.He was already here—inside their systems, crawling through their shadows while tightening the noose. Ramirez had made one thing painfully clear;If they didn’t hit Delgado now, they’d lose everything. By sunrise, the truth was clear across the camp. Viktor rallied his men.Nolan gathered his.Ashley stood beside him, map in hand, heart steady.  By late morning, the clearing was buzzing with noise—engines roaring, weapons clicking.  The BROTHERHOOD and Vipers moved as one—two worlds forced together,

   Night hadn’t fully fallen, but the clearing felt dark already. BROTHERHOOD members and Vipers rushed to reinforce barriers, load ammunition, and patch weak points in the defenses. Ashley stood in the center, watching the chaos, Delgado’s chilling words still ringing in her mind—No survivors. No mercy. She inhaled slowly. They didn’t have the luxury of fear. Not tonight. Nolan’s voice snapped her out of her thoughts. “Ash.” She turned. He walked toward her with that steady, controlled intensity that always made her chest tighten. His shoulders were rigid. But his eyes—those storm-gray eyes—softened the moment they landed on her. He stopped just inches away. &ldqu