Chapter 159

• Author’s POV
• The tension in the room was thick, pulsing like an invisible current as Marcel came face to face with Drakco, the infamous leader of the Axe Men gang. The atmosphere inside the concrete-walled hideout crackled with silent menace. It was dimly lit, smoky, the air tainted with sweat, cigar smoke, and something metallic—fear, perhaps. Drakco sat in a worn leather chair, flanked by his armed men, trying his best to maintain the aura of a man in control.
• But the moment Marcel entered, that illusion began to crack.