Chapter 71

• Maverick Osmond never let his focus waver—not when it came to intel gathered by his spies. According to Russel, the force that tore through Alexander Millian’s troops wasn’t just formidable—it was brutal. Even Gideon the Great’s elite units had joined the battle. And yet, all of them were decimated… by a single man holding the die.
• Maverick had scoured every remaining data fragment his South Metro surveillance system could scrape together, but it was useless. Everything led to a single dead end. No additional information. Just two names—both suspicious, both likely aliases: Galaksi Haidar and Ryu Warren.
• He reached for his cigar, lighting it with a flick of his silver lighter. Smoke quickly filled his office at the top of the Falcy Building. No one working in the same room dared complain about it—no matter how thick the smoke, no matter how suffocating. They all knew better. Anyone who challenged Maverick Osmond either lived to regret it… or didn’t live at all.