The Hale Family held one of the highest statuses in Atlas City. In the center of the compound, they had an enormous stretch of luxury residences—basically their own private district.
But right now, the Hale estate was in total chaos.
Word from the confrontation had already made it back.
And inside the Hale Family itself, an outright civil war had erupted.
On one side were the Hale Family's core members and their diehard loyalists.
On the other side were the Hale Family's non-core relatives and much of their private forces.
Alexander and Dominic's deaths had spread like wildfire. And along with it came another piece of news—one that poured gasoline on everything:
The Hale Family had been creating thralls.
Worse—rumor had it the only successful thrall had been made using a non-core Hale family member.
The moment that message hit, the non-core branch exploded.
Fists turned into blades. Blades turned into blood.
