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“How do I know which one’s a Made-man?” “They always wear black, and they have a batch on their chest. A spade.” My eyes widened. “A spade? Why wasn’t I told before?” “I forgot.” “Cole, you don’t forget details this important!” I snapped my eyes shut. “I have to go.” Spade. The men who had stopped the incident back at Mambo’s bar a few days ago had the spade broach, according to Harley. My heart drummed in my chest. Something was happening in the Mafia world that the outside people weren’t aware of.

Spider said. I had just noticed he was being followed by a small team of hackers. "Spider, speak English." I opened the door to my office. It was a level above the other cubicles and work stations, but it was built in a way that I could watch over them from above with its large windows. "The blood sacrifices," Spider mentioned. "Yes, about that?" "It's unusual. The killing patterns don't check out. It's quite different from the rituals of the Court of Black Roses."

The spider scanned with its crimson eyes but failed to detect him. Suddenly, a ghostly figure appeared in midair, stepping on the spider's head, his black robe fluttering.

With wide eyes, she looks up at mine, searching and probing. “You’re a Nero?” she asks in a breath. I nod, but realize that those listening can’t see it. “My name is Nova Ainsley. I grew up on Korpillion. I worked for Horne Energy, but for lunars before I escaped the planet, I was making illegal Neron weapons.” “The weapons maker?” Arden asks, and I can tell, her mind is reeling from all of the revelations.

He asked and I nodded. He lowered his gun and said, "Okay, we have enough time. We can delay your execution. Now where do I start? Before you showed up at my house, sweetie, I already expected you. I was ten steps ahead at all times and it was fun watching you all play your part in trying to bring me down and steal my wealth. Hmm...I must have seemed really stupid and easy to you all." "But how...how?" "How could I achieve all of that and steal look oblivious? Is that what you are curious about?" He smirked. "Ever heard of the Black Scorpions?"

I look through Alena’s files, the list of staff seeing what the old babysitter was called, then sitting and finding as much information on her and Jo as she had. Sending it to the lads I ask them to dig and find anything they can, sitting I spend the rest of my morning searching online articles about Spider, the times he was taken in for questioning but let go as no one was willing to give him up. Finding him on social media, I go through his pictures, picture after picture and I see Mary a lot. I keep going, the picture stopping me, this guy, he was sitting at the bar here, he is one of Alena’s inside security, Spider has everything covered. I need a way in this gang, a way to be trusted, a

Their hiss sounds like a very unpleasant sound to me that I felt the urge to kill them right there and then without showing any mercy. Then finally, my eyes drifted to the woman sitting on the untidy throne-yes, I call it untidy not because it is just made of plain stone and has no golds nor silvers, but because it has a bunch of pyscho snakes. The woman was wearing a black smoke-like dress with small slits all over that are blazing. Her eyes resemble the color of fire and her hair that is flowing down her waist is also burning red. And oh, her face... it feels like I'm staring at the goddes of fire herself. There is no doubt. This woman in front is Nerissa, the evil witch who lures men with

Then, Alex threw a lightning fire towards the inside of the cave. The spider bone demon quickly rushed out from the cave with a roar and crashed headfirst into Zendaya’s trap. But, they did not expect that the spider with gray bone patterns would be more than twice as strong as the white patterned weasels. It cut through the trap and spewed a white strand of spider silk at Zendaya.

Its black eyes stared into hers, unblinking. Adriana shivered. Was it a sign… or a warning? The raven let out a harsh cry before taking flight, wings cutting into the night. And in her heart, Adriana knew: the spider’s web was closing tighter. Soon, someone would break it — or be destroyed within it.

The adrenaline slowly faded and left only the throbbing pain and the terrifying truth. It wasn't just Abram. The contract is higher. Who wanted him dead bad enough to hire the Spider? And worse... who would they send next?