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"She cut the hair of a 'nameless maid' to humiliate her. She didn't know she just signed the death warrant for her entire family." / Chapter 5 / 6

Chapter 5 - The Purge of the Falcone House

When Lucas walked into the room and saw the dead orchid, the air in the penthouse turned freezing.

He didn't say a word. He went to the hallway and roared a single name: "GINO!"

Within minutes, Maria was brought up to the penthouse in handcuffs. She was weeping, throwing herself at Lucas's feet, begging for mercy.

"They have my granddaughter!" Maria sobbed. "The Rossi family... they took my little Sofia! They told me if I didn't put the powder in Nadia's food, they would send Sofia back to me in pieces! I had no choice, Don Lucas! Please!"

Lucas looked down at the weeping woman with no pity in his eyes. "You brought poison into my house. You targeted my brother’s child."

"Lucas, wait," Nadia interrupted, stepping forward.

Lucas turned to her, his brow furrowed. "Nadia, she tried to kill your child."

"She did it because they have her granddaughter," Nadia said, her voice steady, stronger than it had ever been. "If we kill Maria, we prove we are no better than the Rossis. But if we save her granddaughter, we show the city that the Falcones protect their people. And we find out exactly where the Rossis are hiding."

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The heavy cabin door hissed shut behind me, sealing in the scent of expensive cologne, manufactured corporate harmony, and betrayal. As I stepped back onto the sun-baked tarmac of the private aviation terminal, the stifling afternoon heat hit me like a physical blow. Behind the thick, tinted glass of the jet's windows, I could see Carter’s silhouette—his jaw set in that familiar, arrogant angle of a man who believed he had just successfully disciplined a disobedient pet.

The heavy cabin door hissed shut behind me, sealing in the scent of expe...

Warren Voss stepped out from the shadow of the mahogany foyer, his silk robe catching the ambient light of the crystal chandelier. His expression carried the lazy, casual irritation of a man whose evening had been mildly inconvenienced by a stray dog, not the towering gravity of a situation where an old farmer stood on his porch holding a notched aluminum bat.

Warren Voss stepped out from the shadow of the mahogany foyer, his silk...

“She walked out in silence... 3 hours later, they realized she owned the ground they were standing on!”

“She walked out in silence... 3 hours later, they realized she owned the...

Lucas stared at Nadia. For the first time, he saw the fierce, unbreakable spirit of the woman his brother had loved. She wasn't just a survivor; she had the mind of a leader.

He turned back to Gino. "Locate the girl. Assemble the strike team. We launch the attack tonight."

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