The warehouse loomed ahead, industrial decay turned into an execution ground. Elena drove with mechanical precision while Ral calculated impossible odds through windows showing armed contractors positioned at every strategic vantage point. Morrison had transformed the location into a kill box designed to eliminate anyone attempting rescue or escape.
"This is where my parents died," Ral realized suddenly, recognizing the structure despite fifteen years and deliberate memory suppression. "The original Anderson family warehouse where my father stored corporate records before Marcus took over operations."
"Morrison chose it deliberately," Elena confirmed without emotion. "He believes symbolism matters. Ending the Anderson family story where it truly began, before your uncle's crimes made eve
