Chapter 187

It all happened so fast, Victor and his men didn’t know what hit them, and it wasn’t long before one by one, all his henchmen started to fall like dominoes.

When the last of his men dropped to the floor, Victor scanned all around him, trying to understand what the fuck was going on, how the hell all his men were on the floor and dead. But when the doors of the warehouse burst open and armed men entered, guns drawn, he realized his biggest mistake.

He had been so focused on winning, on making Josh admit to his lies and admit the system was still intact, he had forgotten the one most important thing that made the world go around.

The High Table.

“Shit.”

In seconds, Victor was surrounded by them, the sound of the safety of their guns being flicked off the only warning he had. He didn’t move, knowing there was no escape now, knowing that his days were finally up.

“Put your hands up.”

And he did just that, slowly raising them to his shoulder-height as the blood of his shattered hand drippe