Chapter 50

• LIAM
• My empire felt like it was crumbling, piece by piece. First, the warehouse attack, and now, the possibility that someone on the inside was behind it. It didn't sit right with me. Maybe it was just random thieves, desperate and stupid enough to try their luck against me. Bandits selling off the stolen goods in some lower market to make a quick buck. But it didn't add up. The lack of trust had slowly crept into my life, and I couldn't shake it.
• I was always careful, selective about the men I let into my organization. Loyalty was everything in my business. These weren't just street thugs; they were men who had stood by me, bled for me. But that didn't mean one of them couldn't turn two-faced and stab me in the back when I wasn't looking.