Todos os capítulos de Black Network: Capítulo 261 - Capítulo 264

Ryota cut the headlights two blocks down from the old textile mill.The rain was coming down in sheets, drumming loud against the roof of the black Crown Vic. Ryota shoved the transmission into park, his knuckles white against the wheel. For thirty-six hours, he'd been chasing dead-end burner pings and tracing an unmarked white van with stolen state plates. Now the trail finally stopped right in front of him."Look at the dock," his passenger muttered, unzipping his leather jacket to check his gun. "That's three lookouts in rain gear. They're carrying."Ryota squinted through the fogged-up windshield.Two guys were smoking under the rusted corrugated awning, their coats bulging with concealed metal. A third guy was leaning against an olive-drab shipping container, scrolling through his phone while scanning the empty street. Right behind them, stacked neatly on wooden skids beneath a yellow halogen floodlight, sat a dozen fresh cargo crates.None of the crates bore Takahashi's signatur

Ryota walked back to the center of the garage and checked his watch. Four minutes since the first shot. The cops were dirty, but someone was bound to call this in soon.He stopped in front of the two terrified survivors on the floor."Listen up," Ryota said, voice cold as ice. "When Hiro calls to see if his shop is still standing, you give him a message."The kid looked up, swallowing hard. "Yeah... yeah, whatever you want, man.""Tell him he's dead to us," Ryota leaned down into his face. "Tell him if he ever steps foot in Takahashi territory—any street, any alley, any joint from here to the bay—I'm not asking for a combination. I'll peel his skin off and hang him from the billboard on 4th. Tell him to keep running."The kid nodded like crazy. "I'll tell him! Word for word, I swear!""Load up!" Ryota yelled to his crew.The van doors banged shut in the alley as they loaded the safe. Ryota stepped over the broken glass, jumped into the passenger seat, and pulled the door shut. The dri