Chapter 493 The Battle

• Lucien Delano’s convoy entered the compound a little after Piers fleet of cars had burst in just a few minutes before.
• The Don stepped out and gazed upwards. Dawn was a few hours away. Before him, the skyscraper, the unfinished magnum opus, the Delano Towers, towered above the city, its sleek skin of mirrored glass and brushed steel shimmering against the sky. The structural work was complete, and the building wore the polished confidence of a finished landmark. Only the rooftop cranes, temporary safety barriers, and the occasional unfinished floor betrayed that construction crews were still adding the final details before its grand opening.
• The mafia Don had stepped out as his door was pulled open by one of his men, and he walked, determinedly, towards the entrance. He did not wait for Schwartz, for he knew his companion was behind him. The Don limped, dragging his leg that had been injured in a fight years ago.