Chapter 38

Damon's heart pounded with excitement and anticipation as he entered his luxurious home, his arms laden with three hefty suitcases filled with the proceeds from the illicit gun deal. The weight of the cash filled him with a sense of power and satisfaction—a temporary victory in his dark empire.

With a determined stride, Damon made his way to his private study, eager to bask in the spoils of his nefarious activities. His trusted associate, Warren, trailed closely behind, holding a file that contained evidence of a traitor within their ranks. Little did Damon know that his world was about to crumble around him.

As Damon settled into his opulent leather chair, his fingers flew across the keyboard, connecting to the laptop that held the secrets of his empire. Just as he was about to access the incriminating files, his phone pierced through the silence, jolting him from his focused state.

With a flick of his wrist, Damon answered the call, his voice exuding authority. I