Chapter 9 - THE ACCOUNTING OF SOULS
Sparks showered the vault as the drill breached the steel. I clutched Leo tightly, backing into the furthest corner, my eyes locked on the heavy handgun Lorenzo had left with me. The door swung open, revealing Marcus, his face twisted in a sadistic grin. "Look at you," he sneered, stepping into the vault. "Playing house with a dead man's kid."
"Stay away from him," I warned, raising the gun. My hands shook, but my resolve was absolute. I would not let this monster take another child from me.
Before Marcus could take another step, a shadow moved behind him. Lorenzo hadn't fallen for the decoy. He had doubled back the moment the convoy left the gates, anticipating the trap. Lorenzo didn't speak. He simply raised his weapon and fired. Marcus dropped to the floor, his reign of terror extinguished in a single, deafening heartbeat. Silas, cornered in the hallway by Lorenzo’s men, surrendered, knowing his financial empire and his life were permanently over. The ledger of blood had finally been balanced.
