VENDETTA’S BRIDE
"They took everything. Every fucking brick."
Felix moved through the shambles like a king over a ruined throne. Each step echoed, heavy with promised violence.
"How long?" he asked.
Vincent checked his watch. "Security went down at 11:47 PM. Cameras, alarms, everything. By the time backup power kicked in, they were gone."
"Inside job," Felix said. It wasn't a question.
Muna scanned the scene, her instincts ticking off details. Clean job,no wasted damage, no struggle, in and out fast. Not amateurs. This was a surgical hit by someone who knew exactly what they wanted.
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