Chapter 7 - THE HARBOR TRAPI met Vivian at the pier at 4:00 AM. She arrived with thirty men, expecting a negotiation.

"You're a broken man, Dominic," she sneered. "Your assistant is a vegetable, and your empire is shrinking."
"I'm not broken, Vivian," I said, pointing to the water.
Every vessel she owned, every shipment she was waiting for, was currently sinking. I had bribed her own crew. "I’m just clearing the clutter."