Chapter 6 - WHISPERS IN MANDARIN
The betrayal came from within. Hunter was monitoring an encrypted radio frequency when she caught a fragmented conversation in Mandarin. She translated it frantically on a notepad.
The shipment arrives at Pier 44 tonight. The Italian boss will be there. No survivors.
But it wasn't just the message. It was the voice. She recognized the harsh, breathless cadence of the Mandarin speaker. It was Silas, Cain's second-in-command, the man with the broken nose who had ordered her out of the bar weeks ago.
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She burst into Cain's bedroom without knocking. He was shirtless, strapping a shoulder holster over his scarred chest. "Cain, it's a trap. Silas is selling you out to the Triads and Volkov."
Cain froze. Silas was his oldest friend. The betrayal flashed in his eyes, an agonizing wound, but it was quickly replaced by cold, absolute fury. He looked at Hunter, seeing the desperate honesty in her face. He chose to trust her over his brother-in-arms.
