Chapter 15 - The Brothers Meet
The heavy metal doors of the warehouse shuddered under a massive impact.
Vincent ordered Leah to take Maisie and Carmine into the reinforced office at the back.
He grabbed a heavy assault rifle and took cover behind a stack of wooden shipping pallets.
The warehouse doors were completely blown off their hinges by a controlled explosive charge.
Dozens of armed men poured into the dark space, sweeping the area with tactical flashlights.
Vincent took a deep breath, steadying his racing heart.
He opened fire, taking down the first wave of mercenaries with surgical precision.
Gunfire erupted from all sides, shredding the wooden pallets into splinters around him.
Vincent moved like a ghost through the shadows, eliminating targets one by one.
Suddenly, a blinding spotlight snapped on from a catwalk high above the warehouse floor.
Julian stood by the railing, looking down at the chaos like a twisted orchestra conductor.
He called out to Vincent, asking if this petty violence was really worth an adopted maid.
Vincent reloaded his rifle behind a steel pillar, refusing to take the psychological bait.
Julian slowly descended the metal stairs, completely unarmed and holding his hands up.
He ordered his remaining men to cease fire and fall back to the perimeter.
Julian wanted to handle this final dispute face to face, brother to brother.
Vincent stepped out from behind the pillar, keeping his weapon leveled at Julian's chest.
Julian smiled and began to explain why he faked his death all those years ago.
He hated Carmine's old-fashioned rules and wanted to build a modern empire without weakness.
Vincent realized Julian was stalling for a very specific reason.
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He heard a faint, terrified scream coming from the reinforced office behind him.
Vincent spun around in horror just as Julian pulled a hidden detonator from his sleeve.
