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BEYOND BETRAYAL: WAR WITHOUT END Novel Cover

BEYOND BETRAYAL: WAR WITHOUT END

Betrayed by his own family, Carrick Aurum Gale was left for dead. But death was only the beginning. Reborn with a powerful system, Erebus, Carrick rises from the ashes to reclaim his rightful place as the most powerful Mafia Lord. With ruthless determination and cunning strategy, he builds a new empire, the Zenith Family, and sets his sights on vengeance against those who wronged him. The streets will run red, allegiances will be tested, and the very foundations of power will be shaken. The boy who was once discarded will become the master of his own destiny. Witness the unrelenting ascent of Aurum Zenith, the Mafia Lord who will stop at nothing to claim his throne.
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Chapter 17

The stolen documents lay scattered across the table, their secrets unraveling before Carrick's eyes. Offshore accounts, laundering routes, shell companies, this was the Gale family's financial skeleton, and now, it was in his hands.

Jack lit a cigar, exhaling slowly. "Alright, kid. We just robbed the most dangerous criminal bank in the country. What's the next move?"

Carrick's lips curled into a smirk. "We bleed Domino dry. Not just his money, his allies, his connections, his influence. We cut him off from everything."

Elias whistled. "Damn, you're ruthless."

Carrick's expression was stone-cold. "Not ruthless. Just efficient."

Alex, already deep in the files, adjusted his glasses. "If we want to cripple Domino, we need to start at the heart of his empire, his business partners."

Carrick nodded. "Who's the biggest?"

Alex tapped his screen. "Two names stand out.. Carter Holdings and Maxwell Industries. Both are heavily tied to Gale operations. Without them, Domino's businesses crumble."

Jack leaned forward. "Maxwell Industries, huh? I know those bastards. Military-grade weapon suppliers, deep connections with the underworld."

Carrick smirked. "Then we hit them first."

Lila, polishing her sniper rifle, finally spoke. "You're planning another job? So soon?"

Carrick's eyes glinted dangerously. "Not a job. A war."

*

The industrial district was quiet, except for the occasional hum of passing freight trucks. The warehouse stood tall, its steel exterior barely illuminated by flickering streetlights.

Carrick and his team crouched behind a stack of shipping containers.

Elias adjusted his earpiece. "Lila, you in position?"

Her voice crackled through comms. "Rooftop. Got clear visuals. Eight guards patrolling outside, two at the entrance."

Jack smirked. "Easy."

Carrick held up a fist. "We do this silent and fast. No alarms."

Alex typed furiously on his tablet. "I can disable the security cameras for five minutes. After that, they'll know something's up."

Carrick nodded. "Five minutes is more than enough."

"Go."

Lila's silenced rifle whispered in the night.

Pfft. Pfft.

Two guards crumpled before they even knew what hit them.

Jack and Elias moved fast, blades flashing under the dim lights as they silently dispatched the outer guards.

Carrick approached the warehouse door, pressing his hand against the cold metal.

Alex whispered, "Keypad lock. I'm hacking it now."

Beep. Beep. Click.

The door unlocked, sliding open.

Carrick stepped inside first. The air smelled of oil and metal. Rows of wooden crates were stacked to the ceiling, marked with military codes.

Weapons.

Jack's grin widened. "Looks like we hit the jackpot."

Carrick didn't respond. His eyes were on the center of the warehouse, where a massive metal vault stood.

Elias cursed under his breath. "That's no regular safe. That thing is reinforced. What the hell is inside?"

Carrick's jaw clenched. "Let's find out."

Alex moved quickly, plugging his device into the vault's electronic lock. "This will take a minute."

Jack stood watch by the entrance. "Hurry up. We don't have all night."

Suddenly..

"Intruders detected. Security lockdown engaged."

The warehouse lights blazed on, alarms screeching.

Jack spun around. "What the hell?"

Alex's fingers flew over his tablet. "Shit! The system has an auto-lock! I need more time!"

Lila's voice came through the earpiece. "You've got company. Three SUVs just pulled up outside."

Carrick pulled out his pistol, eyes cold.

"Then we fight."

*

The first wave of guards stormed through the side entrance, guns drawn.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Carrick dropped behind cover, firing with deadly precision.

Jack roared, lifting a metal crate and throwing it straight into two guards, knocking them out cold.

Elias flipped over a stack of barrels, landing behind a stunned enemy. He pressed a blade to the man's throat.

"Bad night to be you."

Slice.

The body collapsed.

More guards rushed in, fully armed.

Carrick ducked as bullets tore through wooden crates, sending splinters flying.

Lila's voice crackled through comms. "Stay low. I've got you covered."

Pfft. Pfft.

Two more enemies dropped, taken out by Lila's deadly aim.

Alex shouted, "Vault is open!"

Carrick didn't hesitate. "Move!"

The team sprinted toward the open vault, guns blazing as they pushed through enemy fire.

Inside, stacks of money, classified files, and crates of high-tech weapons lined the walls.

Jack's eyes widened. "Damn. This is worth a fortune."

Carrick didn't even glance at the money. His focus was on the sealed metal case in the center of the vault.

He grabbed it. "This is what we came for."

Elias, stuffing cash into a duffel bag, frowned. "What's in it?"

Carrick's voice was dark. "Something Domino doesn't want the world to see."

Jack shouted, "We need an exit, now!"

Lila's voice came through comms. "The side alley is clear! Go!"

Carrick grabbed a grenade from his belt.

Pulled the pin.

Tossed it.

Boom!

Smoke and flames erupted as the team vanished into the night.

*

The team was breathless but victorious.

Carrick placed the sealed case on the table.

Elias exhaled. "What the hell did we just steal?"

Carrick slowly unlatched the case, flipping it open.

Inside, a black USB drive sat on a bed of velvet.

Alex leaned closer. "This better be good."

Carrick plugged it into his laptop. A single video file appeared.

He played it.

The screen flickered to life.

A grainy security feed showed Domino Gale standing in a dimly lit room.

Across from him-a politician. A senator.

The conversation was brief but damning.

Domino: "We own you. Do as you're told, or you and your family disappear."

Carrick leaned back, his smirk widening.

Elias let out a low whistle. "Holy shit."

Jack laughed. "We just stole the biggest blackmail in the city."

Lila grinned. "Domino's empire is crumbling."

Carrick's eyes burned with vengeance.

"Not crumbling."

He clenched his fist.

"I'm burning it to the ground."

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