# SHE THOUGHT SLAPPING THE PREGNANT WAITRESS WOULD SAVE HER FAMILY... UNTIL THE MAN IN THE CORNER RECOGNIZED THE DEAD MAN’S WATCH
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Chapter 5 - BLOOD ON THE LEDGER
The retaliation was swift and brutal. Across Boston, the Marlowe family’s illicit empire went up in flames. Sirens wailed into the night sky as warehouse after warehouse along the harbor was reduced to cinders. Damon stood on the balcony of his penthouse, watching the distant orange glow against the clouds, a glass of bourbon in his hand.
But Walter Marlowe was a cornered rat, and cornered rats had teeth. A frantic call came through Damon’s encrypted phone. It was his head of security at the penthouse lobby.
“Boss. We’ve got a breach. Heavily armed—” The line went dead, followed by the muffled echo of gunfire echoing up the elevator shaft.
