In the heart of this city, power was a viscous, black fluid that seeped into every crack, corrupting everything it touched. The rulers were leeches sucking the blood of the people, and justice was merely an illusion they created to deceive their victims. Walter Davis was the oligarch of this decay, a king perched atop a throne built from lies and betrayal. Michael Bennett, rising from the brink of death with vengeance burning in his eyes, was now a ghost lurking in the shadows, no longer merely seeking the truth, but a hunter sniffing the scent of Davis's rotting power, ready to tear off his holy mask and expose the depravity hidden beneath.
The night the bullet nearly ended everything for Michael turned out to be a terrifying paradox, a small death that reborn a colder, more dangerous fi
