Chapter 12 - a trail of ashes
The Brooklyn docks smelled heavily of salt water, smoke, and burnt narcotics. Gabriel stepped out of the armored SUV, his dark eyes scanning the decimated warehouse. This was not just a robbery; it was a deliberate, cinematic display of total disrespect. Painted on the surviving brick wall in fresh blood was a headless serpent—the signature mark of El Fantasma. Tessa walked beside her uncle, her high heels clicking sharply against the scorched concrete. She wore a tailored black suit, looking every bit the mafia royalty she was born to be. "They burned five million dollars in product," Gabriel muttered, his jaw clenched in absolute fury. "They are trying to bankrupt us before the actual war even starts." Tessa stared at the bloody serpent, her brilliant mind connecting the hidden dots. "No, Gabriel. This is a distraction." She pulled out her phone, rapidly accessing the syndicate's legitimate banking network. "My father's ledger mentioned a mole inside our own ranks. Someone who helped Isabella coordinate the initial hit twenty-five years ago. El Fantasma knows we have the ledger. He is trying to force us out of the tower so his inside man can wipe our digital accounts."
👉 who is the hidden traitor operating inside the rossi family?
