Chapter 27 - The Floating Inferno
The mercenaries dragged me onto the rusted deck of the massive oil rig.
I walked with my head held high, projecting absolute arrogance despite being surrounded by heavily armed killers.
Victor Thorne emerged from the shadows of the command tower, leaning heavily on a silver cane.
Half of his face was horribly scarred from the fire twenty years ago, twisting his smile into a monstrous grimace.
He mocked my supposed surrender, boasting that a woman could never hold onto a true mafia empire.
I looked directly into his ruined, arrogant eyes and smiled softly.
I informed him that I was not there to surrender my empire to a ghost.
I was simply there to personally deliver his final eviction notice.
I pressed a hidden detonator switch concealed perfectly inside the sleeve of my coat.
The luxurious yacht I had arrived on instantly erupted into a massive, blinding fireball.
The violent shockwave knocked Victor and his mercenaries heavily to the rusted steel deck.
The explosion was the exact signal Alessandro and Enzo had been waiting for in the dark waters below.
Dozens of our elite tactical divers aggressively breached the lower levels of the rig simultaneously.
Gunfire erupted from every direction as my hidden army swarmed the floating fortress.
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I smoothly drew a concealed weapon from my boot and shot the two guards closest to me.
The trap had closed flawlessly, and Victor Thorne was finally caught in the jaws of the queen.
