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18

DANCE OF DEATH

~STEPHAN

I stood there in the middle of Shacktown Tower, taking it all in. The smell, the sound, the emotions. I wanted to memorize everything I saw before I made my move.

The Maestro sat there on his golden throne with a smug expression on his face. He believed he had us where we wanted. Which was what most people I have killed also believed.

It made no sense to stand in the open surrounded by doped-up men with find guns but I had assessed men that could cause potential harm and none of them posed any.

The Laughing Dogs were fierce fighters it was how they could maintain their supremacy for so long in Shacktown but since my father passed away, some things had to pass away with him.

This bunch of worms was not going to be a constant problem for me. They would be the sacrifice for my new position as The Sisyphean King, Son of the Devil.

"Raven," I called Minerva by her codename. It was time to spill blood.

Frank reached into his pocket very slowly and all the thirty-six
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