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new 02 : The Mafia boss came home six hours early and heard his three silent daughters singing for the first time in 14 months—then one whispered the name of the person who murdered their mother. The Mafia Boss Came Home Six Hours Early and Heard His Silent Daughters Singing, but the Name They Whispered Next Changed Everything He Thought He Knew / Chapter 8 / 10

Chapter 8 - Retribution

Marcus was raising an assault rifle toward my pillar when Grace fired.

*Crack!*

The compact 9mm bullet struck Marcus directly in his right shoulder. The rifle dropped from his hands with a clatter. Marcus screamed in pain, spinning around toward the source of the fire.

The last surviving mercenary raised his weapon toward Grace.

"Grace, down!" I bellowed.

I vaulted over the balcony railing, dropping twelve feet to the marble floor below, absorbing the impact in a combat roll. Before the mercenary could pull the trigger on Grace, I fired two rounds from my .45 through his chest. He collapsed into the shattered glass of the conservatory.

Marcus was on his knees, clutching his bleeding shoulder, crawling toward his dropped rifle.

I stepped on his wrist.

The sound of snapping bone echoed through the silent house. Marcus shrieked, collapsing onto his back, gasping for air.

I pressed the barrel of my smoking Kimber directly between his eyebrows.

"Look at me," I commanded.

Marcus looked up. Sweat and blood ran down his face, pooling in his silver hair. The terror in his eyes was absolute.

"Dom... please," he choked out. "We were kids together. Hell’s Kitchen. The docks. We were brothers."

"My brother died the morning my daughters lost their voice," I said coldly.

"If you kill me... the syndicate in Jersey... they’ll retaliate..." Marcus spat, his voice trembling. "I promised them your routes..."

"Julian already intercepted your couriers at midnight," I said quietly. "The syndicate boss received a personal gift from me ten minutes ago: your bank accounts, liquidated into their settlement funds. You have no friends, Marcus. You have no allies. You are just a stain on my floor."

Marcus’s eyes shifted frantically to Grace, who stood ten feet away, the Glock lowered at her side, her face unyielding.

"You let a maid take you down, Dominic?" Marcus sneered, coughing up blood. "Look at you. Pathetic."

"That 'maid' protected what you tried to destroy," I said.

I didn't give him another second to speak.

I pulled the trigger.

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The gunshot echoed once through the mansion, followed by total, complete silence.

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