Chapter 65: The Devil in His Own Hell
Zack was sitting on his black leather chair in the center of his underground office. The walls were covered with maps, weapons, and screens showing every part of his empire.
His jaw moved slowly as he ground his teeth, staring at a report in his hand.
Theo and Frank destroyed Ethan's warehouse. One of his biggest. The one that stored his newest weapon trade. The one Ethan was supposed to protect…
He crumpled the paper in his fist.
"They think they can betray me and walk away alive."
His voice echoed like poison in the room.
Zack stood up, and rage made his steps heavy against the floor. He moved toward the metal door that led deeper underground. His security agent waited by the entrance, terrified.
Zack did not care…Fear was useful.
He opened the door and walked down the stairs into a dark place that smelled like cold and very old, rustly metal.
