Chapter 1 - The Traitor's Confession
The room remained completely still as Marco's words hung in the suffocating air.
Bruno let out another low, terrifying growl that rattled the floorboards beneath my feet.
I stepped closer to the man who had been my shadow for twelve long years.
"What exactly wasn't supposed to happen, Marco?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper but laced with pure venom.
Marco was shaking now, sweat beading on his forehead despite the chill in the funeral home.
"I was making a deal," he stammered, looking anywhere but at my eyes.
"A side deal with the Petrov syndicate."
The name sent a shockwave of cold fury through my veins, as the Petrovs were our most vicious rivals.
"I was meeting their lieutenant in the alley behind the Vasquez restaurant," Marco continued, his voice breaking.
"We were arranging a supply route that you didn't know about."
"And the little girl?" I pushed, my hands balling into fists at my sides.
"She was playing in the alley, waiting for her father to close up shop," he choked out.
"She saw me hand over our territory ledgers to the Russians."
"She recognized me, Boss, she even said my name out loud."
"So you ran her down," I stated, the horrifying reality finally settling into my bones.
"You killed an innocent seven-year-old child to cover your own treason."
Marco fell to his knees, openly weeping and begging for his miserable life.
"I panicked, Boss, I swear I didn't mean to hit her that hard!"
Bruno suddenly lunged forward, snapping his massive jaws just inches from Marco's face, forcing the traitor to fall backward onto the floor.
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"Take him to the basement of the warehouse," I told Tony without looking away from Marco's terrified eyes.
"And make sure he stays awake until I get there."
