Chapter 9 - The Red Harvest.
Outside the master suite, the rest of the extraction team was systematically clearing the penthouse.
The syndicate members, once the untouchable gods of the city, were being rounded up like cattle.
Gunfire echoed sporadically as the remaining enforcers tried and failed to mount a defense.
Elara ignored the chaos outside, her focus entirely on the man crawling away from her.
Marcus reached the biometric scanner of the vault, pressing his bloody thumb against the glass.
The heavy steel door hissed open, revealing stacks of bearer bonds and emergency cash.
He tried to pull himself inside, but Elara stepped on his calf, pinning him to the ground.
He screamed in pain, turning to look up at the woman who had single-handedly dismantled his life.
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"Take it all!" he begged, gesturing to the vault.
"I didn't come for your money," Elara said coldly.
