Chapter Twenty Five: The Last Night
The city didn’t feel the same. Not yet. But something had shifted. News had already begun spreading through the streets that Reed was dead. Nobody had confirmed it publicly, but rumors moved faster than facts in places like this. And the rumors were loud. Reed was gone. Victor Salazar had been arrested. For the first time in years, the balance of power in the city had collapsed overnight. But inside the quiet warehouse where it had all begun… Three men sat around a small table. Marcus leaned back in a chair, staring at the floor. Darius stood near the open warehouse door, watching the empty street outside. Malik sat silently with his hands resting on the table. None of them had spoken for a while. Finally Marcus broke the silence. “You really tipped the police about Salazar.
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